Long Foul language Poems
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You're a steaming pile of poo
With the rotten things you do
Lying, cheating, spreading rumors
You have a weird sense of humor
It might be a funny joke
But one day your gonna choke
On the words you have been spouting
When karma starts re-routing
Its way towards you , do not run
It will be a lot of fun
To see you get what is yours
Bringing you down to all fours
As you feel the torment
Of the pain you implement
On others since you were young
You have an evil spiked tongue
That will get you in trouble
Karma will make sure its double
The horror you have been spreading
Be afraid cause it is heading
Your way with a kick
Then you will not be so quick
To use foul language everyday
You are gonna really pay
Curse words are used by the educated and the ignorant without shame,
and they often appear in lyrics and movies;
what's the scope to divulge such obscenities?
On buses, trains and other public places mouths shout them with rage.
Most parents blame their kids' behavior on bad company,
they admit that if they are taught respect early, they will be the champions
that our society will praise immensely with eloquent words;
some will question, " What have they accomplished to have won a trophy? "
Speak respectfully whether you are a Moslim, Jewish or Christian;
be the model that they should highly admire and imitate by all means,
to be lenient and allow them to cuss is to offer them a venom that kills....
don't hush and let them abuse and demoralize you: fight and win!
Copyright ( c ) 2015 by Andrew Crisci
It's not the actual circumcision of man that one needs
for you have been circumcised through Christ from sinful deeds
let no one take you captive with hollow and deceptive thoughts
don't depend on the human condition and the principles the world has taught
let The Holy Spirit inside you continually dwell
be baptized with the blood of Christ and drink from the Living Well
let God cancel your sins and nail them to the cross
become a new creation in Christ, tell the past to get lost
like the phoenix that rises up from the ashes of destruction
let your ashes of sin be shed, become a Godly reconstruction
God is most supreme, He is The Creator
He is our Father and spiritual generator
through the death and resurrection of His Son, Jesus Christ
we have all been forgiven of sin and offered eternal life
since we've died with Christ to the basic principles of the world's laws
yet we still belong to It and must obey them even though they're flawed
put to death whatever belongs to the nature of an earthly mind
remove the seven deadly sins from your life and rely on God's Kind
do not lie, do not slander, let no foul language fall from your lips
as a new creation in Christ you now have passage on that heaven-bound ship
forgive as The Lord forgave you, be bound with love and peace in unity
let the grace and mercy of Christ rule in you with a perfect harmony
and whatever you do, be It In either word or deed
do It In Jesus' name and It will come to seed
praise, pray and rejoice in God again, again and again
be thankful He's a God of second chances, who'll forgive you of your sins
Blame the parents
for rising their kids
with a foul language...
sins have a wage!
Only respect and morality
make good citizens of society,
but many like to poke fun
at anyone who can't run.
By looking at them one realizes
they came from unstable families:
their mother was a drunker,
and their father an abuser.
One of them wearing a Yankee cap
yells at the limping old lady out of shape,
" Fat cow, how many quarts of milk have gulped tonight?
You didn't wipe off that white mustache! Are you going to fart? "
And the elderly lady replied to that insult
" Watch your language, punk...I can fight! "
" Look at you! You walk like a turtle! "
she challenged her thinking she was feeble.
" Don't threaten me and get me mad, young lady!"
she brazed her legs expecting her
to suddenly fling and attack her;
" I used to play baseball...I'll knock you down easily! "
Taking a grim look at her, the slender and cynical girl
continued to abuse the obese lady by giving her hell,
" Taste this, it's going to hurt! " she yelled by punching the teenager hard
and once down, the motionless, breathless and bloody girl didn't get up.
Everybody panicked, shaking her trying to revive her,
" No pulse! No heartbeat! No breath! She's dead! "
The ambulance came five minutes after to take one to the morgue
and the other to the nearest hospital with a bleeding tongue.
It's very rare for a bizarre behavior to cause a sudden death,
and unfortunately one life was lost because that teen felt tough;
it's a warning to other youngsters, " Avoid such a confrontation
with people you think are too old to fight, always use precaution!"
May these words upon my breast
seek to help and heal and deliver
for these times we may shiver
at tricks the evil lay at our feet
in our minds on our street
that we may fall but for the call of the lord
For he is not the author of confusion
winged prayers will lift us in unison
and the sweetest spirits will fill the room
not foul language but blessed as rose bloom
And the wails of the widows will prevail
loved one is in heaven and we share
love still just one is closer to God
Fret not for he is with you dear heart
And the parents who lost a child
even at birth who long for a smile
stillborn, SIDS, sickle cell, other illness
God is moving even in the stillness
And history has the issue of blood
Woman healed by just one touch
All these trials we hear in hymns
Get you riled up to run to him
Only one son can we run to
And one God we trust so true
When in dilemma or sticky situation
Always remember invocation.
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Encountered some drivers
In a mall parking lot
Absolutely blew my li'l ole mind
Rude and obnoxious
Only way to describe 'em
What's with this self absorbed kind
Seems so damn important
To always be first
Are there no more “courteous” drivers
Have they gone with hoop skirts
And Saddle Boots
Happy to say I'm a survivor
It's much like a war zone
As they race for a space
What's happened, where's chivalry gone
People on crutches
Men stooped over
Fair game for this bunch of morons
I'll get off my soapbox
Attempt to mellow out
What I saw was beyond comprehension
If I used foul language
I'd be just like them
Must be living in different dimension
Heard at a modern American home in a city near you was a brief dialogue between father and son. A caring dad said to his teenage son: "I will expect that you should watch your language in the lyrics you are writing for your new rap song. So much attention to sex, violence, and dirty words is bad for this world as well as for my outstanding reputation in our very exclusive community".
The intelligent son replied to his dad, "Dad, does that mean that my foul language in entertainment is disgustingly disgraceful, but for you, it is not immoral to defend known felons and other criminals in the court of law, or to tell half-truths and unverifiable lies in politics because it's legal for you to do so? With your words, dad*, you are teaching me values, respect, and morality, but with your words and actions you are also teaching me to lie, steal, cheat, and get rich as quickly as you can any way you can".
012120PSoupCtest, Polarities And Paradoxes, Line Gauthier. 3P *International Standard Version, From the same mouth come blessing and cursing. It should not be like this, my brothers! James 3:10
[An old joke from longer ago than I care to believe]
The wizened war vet raised his fist in distress
Them Fokkers, he said, they kept coming
Each Fokker that came was as bad as the rest
The sky, full of Fokkers, was humming
First there’s one Fokker and then one more Fokker
Them Fokkers was everywhere
But one silly Fokker met Davy Jones locker
And crashed in the sea over there
The reporter then turned to the viewers
And fearing foul language complaints
Advised them that ‘Fokker’ ain't swearing
The Fokker’s were old fighter planes
And Fokkers like every old war plane
We’re flown by the pilots own wits
The vet said a Fokker was as you explain
But them Fokkers was Meschersmidts
Rodney King said it best.
"Why can't we all just get along?"
Anger is an emotion when unleashed,
it causes harm.
Like firing a gun, you can't take the
bullet back, the damage is already done!
It's a Narcissistic, Psychopathic trait,
to unleash venom, in an uncontrollable way!
No regard for your fellow man and woman,
I must say.
"Remember this, it's not the things you say that matter,
It's the things you don't say."
Treat Others How You Would Want To Be Treated.
No put downs or foul language needed.
Remember it's your reputation showing,
The rocks will come back that you are throwing!
When you hurt someone( Man Up) or( Woman Up) to apologize.
Your a bigger man or woman. When you do whats right.
No one's perfect we all make mistakes,
but get over it, move on, for Pete's Sake.
Michael Tor 10/21/2015
We all sometimes get angry. Anger is an emotion that needs to be controlled. If not it causes harm to where its vented, and instead of you controlling it, it controls you.
We are here on the soup to share the love we have with this art form with one
another. Not to fight with one another. Respect one another and disagree
respectfully. Your reputation is monitored by your actions. Thanks for listening.
It isn't far off, just take a look around you
No one has a valid reason for doing the things they do
This generation is broken for so many reasons
It's hard to look at them and find anything decent
They have took what's immoral to a much higher level
Starting so young being an advocate for the devil
We're struggling to find the source for the things they lack
Painful memories destroyed, they fight to bring back
Everything is meaningless because they live for the moment
Kids having kids, resulting in lack of development
Who is it that's teaching these kids its ok to sag
Spray painting buildings and representing with a do rag
Foul language in the ear drums with a positive beat
Don't know how to cook but looking to fast food to eat
They look at the elderly as one of their peers
Constantly high off marijuana than to face their fears
Curse words and slang is their daily vocabulary
Being the best they can be is only imaginary
This generation is broken because it isn't the same
Social media forges friendships with people with fake names
Magazines and videos attacking the mindset of young girls
Fake lips, boobs and butt is the vanity filling this world
These kids stay lost and it's not just the parents to blame
If this cycle isn't broken each kid remains the same
The way these kids grow up now is every mother's devastation
It would take extensive training to fix this broken generation.