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A woman speaks:
“I will live in a tent, or demand I pay no rent!
My name is Sally, I want everything free!
To God, I never will bend an ungraterul knee!
For my community…..nothing will I ever do!
For the USA, you see, I think so little of you!”
“I will burn every American or Isreali flag I see!
Because everything in the USA belongs to me.
That new, red car you drive, it should be mine.
Anyone else's hard work, I shall never will do!
But all your accomplishments belong all to ne
not to you.”
“I am dying of bright, green jealousy and greed.
I steal anything I possibly can,it is my fervent creed!
I make our government tax you, till you bleed!
For you are my slaves,to fulfill all my selfish needs”
The USA, now a nation that will not work?
Why not we kindly deport these hapless jerks?
The melody I hear is so incredibly tragic,
People refusing to live lives, that are could be magic!
Criminal rioters are now totally honored here?
Teen gangbangers do stand on corners, slurping beer.
Children in Chicago, weekly are with no mercy shot dead.
BLM Marxist marches, rioters destroy, where are their heads?
Alas, the Jews are now not allowed a higher education
But must live as rodents~in fear and open the door in hesitation?
Americans, unite and do so very soon.
Do you applaud the slaughter of infants beneath an October seventh moom!
The new normal of hatred here must end now
I Pray to God, no money to Iran..I vow!
Find people with character who love, not have the joy to kill
October deventh gone,I still hear cries for mercy still!
Tent cities have ruined many delightful towms
fentanyl, thanks to Cartels, have taken many American lives.
While we hide at home,penning pietry that rhymes
Servants of the Gestapo, how dare you shame,
Those of us who believe in the American Dream, lost our flame.
We learned too well …..what happened in Germany,
When people thought that nutcase Hitler was sanity?
I hope you recall all the millions of lives thar were takem!
May God help us, this never occurs again ~ our hearts forsaken!!
4/25/2024
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Winds of change
are fanning the flames
are fanned by the deranged.
The flames of misdirection,
the winds giving chase
(orchestrated by instruments to enrage.
Horned cheering section.)
Drones of the BlackRock, riders in holdings
park their game pieces in place,
holding and withholding payment Ace.
Get out of jail free blowhards,
influencerned by the currency,
jeering and cheering till blue in the face,
screaming Climate
Emergent Divergent Hunger Games Emergency.
Media trumpet producing endearings,
(lipstick on a Pig) for their Rat King,
(as on a White Horse)
as we grow too Sheepish to speak out, too pale
and timid to spell out their obvious course,
to vomit our rejection as diseased
as we are enslaved
under cells and convections and
tales intertwined, sanctioned throughout,
Stormgate's, leak, its Codex toothed, overreaching security breach.
Never again will we be as we were,
neVer to take flight,
or steer our own course again in our own
atmosphere.
The Mandate is clear, the Score
is reported by message board monitors
of the process, onboard,
onboarding for the Beast System processors,
riding People, herding, coral carolling
to Lucifer, sacrificial Sheeple in a transitional
Rat Race, vermen looking through peepholes.
The Piper's progress is polaroided in twain,
kodachrome rolls back the esteem, smiles of the insane, back of the head, peace sign.
Shut wide eyes rolling white for dead retina scan mouth foamed enrapture
Signature erasure brain panned for fools gold,
sold out, captured souls,(devout).
Recorders in tow, changing how the wikiwind blows,
how counts voted by Moderator,
gestapo teams, Bon Appetit, Virtual Travel, Vogue, Akinator, Mad Magazine.
(Needle in the Aperture bobbin tattoo
BuckarooBonzai glass saddles and shoes.)
Laser id suture chip sewn in diodes
of TripleBeam Barley, Wheat, Triplesec, meat...
Meta threads to breadcrumb gumshoe private dick heads, treads of
sleuth your every thought and intent, move.
Passenger monitoring, the acceptable temperature, moderate beautiful soup lukewarm chum
to taste an ode to the pasts vernacular
naked lunch humble pie shoots
in the face gruel,
heckler
of riding the storm out without Jesus, fools-Spectacular.
Sophie Scholl was raised a Christian in a Lutheran family
Born in the town of Forchtenberg in south west Germany
For standing defiant against evil with her young life she'd pay
In a country that was in deep turmoil and had lost its way.
She was a young teenager in nineteen thirty three
When a new leader offering hope, emerged in Germany
Adolf Hitler was an Austrian, who came to power
And for many it was the start of their darkest hour.
To unite the German people the Nazis held rallies
In some of the larger towns and all the big cities
But something dark and sinister was taking place
The evil Nazis were plotting to create a master race.
All the youth were encouraged to join an organisation
Hitler youth they were known all over the nation
Sophie and her brother together, with some of their friends
Turned their backs on the movement and vowed to make amends.
Word was getting around about death camps and persecution
Together they decided to form, a small non violent organisation
Known as the 'White Rose' who urged the people to renounce Hitler
They handed out leaflets telling the truth, about the Nazis slaughter.
One day at Munich University where Sophie studied as a student
She was seen distributing leaflets on what Nazi ideology meant
A janitor intervened and confronted her, and wouldn't let her go
She was arrested and then handed over to the notorious Gestapo.
They interrogated her to find out, who her accomplices were
But she wouldn't give them their names, as they tortured her
They charged her with high treason and sentenced her to death
To die by the guillotine and the date of execution was set.
They executed twenty one year old Sophie for making a stand
And they had accused her of being a traitor, to the fatherland
They eventually captured the others, five of them in all
And they too walked to their deaths standing proud and tall.
It’s people like Sophie who want to make the world a better place
And not supporting some twisted ideology like a master race
The Nazis were eventually defeated and their leaders tried
But not before Sophie and millions of other innocents had died.
Written 15th May 2021.
HURRICANE HATTIE
It came like a thief
After midnight
Stealthily
Unawares
Mischievously
Spitefully
Desperately
Determined
With preconceived plans
Across the Caribbean Sea
Suddenly turning west
Making a beeline
To British Honduras
In Central America
It foiled expectations
That it would arrive
At seven the next morning
And
Instead
Made a surprise visit
Six hours earlier
And
Like the Gestapo
The KGB
The Secret Police
Attacked
While people were
Least prepared
Snoozing
Snoring
Dreaming
Of better things.
Discriminating
It attacked
Belize
Ignoring neighboring
Guatemala
Honduras
Mexico
As if
Remotely controlled
By some
Vengeful fanatic
At 150 miles per hour
And more
It
Clobbered
Battered
Hammered
Pounded
The coastline
Of
The Jewel
People still ’memba
How in ’61
It wrecked havoc
In Dangriga
Belize City
San Pedro
Cay Caulker
Among others
As it
Thumped
Hit
Broke
Lifted
Pushed
Carried
Dumped
Submerged
Their valuables
And
Like a Repo Man
Dispossess them
Of their
Treasured belongings
Within the
Make-belief safety
Of its eye
Poor people
Thinking it was over
Sought their fortunes
On the beaches
In the shops
In others’ property
When Hattie
On a round trip ticket
Came back hurriedly
And with
More gusto
Lashed out
As a category five
Storm
Typhoon
Hurricane
To teach them a lesson
In
Tort
Honesty
Respect
And dignity.
In the end
One third of the coast
Was devastated
One third
Damaged
And
Another third
Standing
With 264 dead
And millions
Of dollars lost
The place lay wasted
Spoiled
Thorn
Flooded
Damaged
Wounded
Smashed
Muddied
Polluted
As
Debris
Corpses
Belongings
And victims
Wallowed in its wake.
As it distanced itself
From
Its handiwork
And Observed
With a smirk
Its power
To
Subdue
Man
Woman and child
It grinned
In satisfaction
At its exploits
And its supernatural supremacy
To shape destiny
And vanquish the vulnerable
Let me take you back
To 1942
In Sagan ( Zagan ) Poland
In World War II
Their was built a camp
For prisoners of war
Primarily Air Force
Heroes galore
The site was selected
To escape them tunnelling
Deterring their efforts
In freedom funnelling
Forward we move
To March 1944
A tunnel called " Harry "
These servicemen bore
On a moonless night
March 24th
The crawled through the tunnel
To escape to go forth
To assist their escape
Air raid sirens wailed
The camps lights went dim
To the steps they scaled
Ten in the first hour
Escaped to the trees
Seventy six in total
From Stalag Luft free
The seventy seventh
Was seen emerging from the ground
The guards in alert
As the tunnel was found
The escaped seventy six
To the railway station they went
But confusion arose
For the paths they were meant
Not knowing where to go
They all missed their train
Some stayed for the next
While others walked the terrain
What befell the escaped
My words will speak
The search by the Germans
In prisoner seek
Two Norwegians
Made it to Sweden
A Dutch man through France
To Spain was his freedom
When news of this broke
Hitler was incensed
Orders were issued
For Artur Nebe to dispense
Fifty were herded
Onto trucks for their return
But they stopped at a clearing
For their fate to be learned
As they disembarked the trucks
To stretch their legs
Spandau's and Schmeisser's
Sprayed them with lead
The news of these deaths
Left our Parliament in shock
For these tragic moments
The Nuremberg trials would unlock
After the war
Gestapo officers were tried
They were responsible
For the fifty who died
This write is my tribute
For they were near freedoms gate
To all who were behind
The Great Escape
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war.php
Have we gone to far to take it back?
Like a fast running train that has jumped it’s track
Can we gather the pieces that we’ve thrown away?
And seek redemption in the words we pray.
How can we expect forgiveness from what we do?
We’re so unfaithful and so untrue.
I know we weren’t there when Jesus died for us.
So we take on the attitude what’s the big fuss?
They say He will return and claim His throne,
Will you believe then when the proof is shown?
We can remove His name from everything,
But when the final day comes whose praises will we sing.
Our government was suppose to be a voice for the majority,
Instead they do what they please in this land lead by the minority.
In God we trust is what has always lead us through,
But now they are saying God is not allowed only you.
I don’t know how this country got so turned around,
But I know the course we’re on and where we’re bound.
I hope someone out there knows what to do,
And lead us back to the things that will sustain us through.
I read an article about how HUD would not let this eighty some odd year old lady
place an angel on her Christmas tree.
Said it might offend some of the other tenants, WELL EXCUSE ME!
It reminds me of a one Adolph Hitler and what he did to the Jews,
If we don’t stop this idiocy before it gets full blown then Christians might start
feeling the point of the screw.
It’s not a joking matter and we can’t laugh it off anymore,
Or we are going to have the Gestapo policing Christians like they did in
Germany once before.
If you’re a Christian open your eyes and look,
They’re removing our rights one by one, day by day, book by book.
I don’t want to start trouble but I want what’s right,
And when push comes to shove are you ready to fight?
Imagine a world if they made it first
Their want to dominate would continue to thirst
Heavy Water to be their goal
More innocent lives, more lost souls
The German want for Nuclear Arms
Brought them to, Telemark's charms
A county in scenic south Norway
If they achieve the world will pray
1942, at Vemork Power Station
Scientist boffins on the road to creation
Allied forces, intelligence heard
Sabotage on the tongue is the word
November 1942 Operation Freshman starts
The 1st British Airborne
From Wick, Scotland they part
Destination Møsvatn - frozen lake
Where hero's will land
For the worlds sake
But tragedy hits, the gliders crash land
Soldiers captured, now with German command
Gestapo interrogate these fathers and sons
On Hitlers Order
Machine gunned
Operation Swallow and Gunnerside
Norwegian and British commando pride
Take on this mission to destroy this plant
If they fail, they face German rant
Production impeded as they make their escape
To Ski to safety and dodge their drape
A decision is made to bomb the plant
143 B-17's, as many bombs grant
Many fail, to hit their mark
This Heavy Water terror in Telemark
Damage is little as the Germans act
Shipped back to Germany by boat and rail track
On February 20th 1944
The ferry ship SF Hydro is at the fore
Her laid-en cargo in railed tanks
By the grace of god, about to be sunk
Plastic explosive, alarm clocks
Ignite together as the Hydro rocks
As her Stern sinks, the tanks roll
Into the fjord, jeopardise German goal
All hero's they are to risk their lives
As this conflict of history
Is told from their eyes
To sabotage this plant and its Holy Water
And saved the world from Ultimate Slaughter
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php
A woman speaks....
I will live in a tent, or demand I pay
no rent!
My name is Sally, I want everything free!
To God, I never bend a knee!
For my community nothing will I ever do!
For the USA, you see, I think little of you.
I want to burn every flag, I see!
Because everything in the USA belongs
to me.
That car you drive, it should be mine.
Any one else's hard work, I never will do.
But all your accomplishments belong to
me, not you.
I am dying of jealousness and greed.
I steal anything I can.
I make our government bleed, paying
for my every need.
A nation that will not work?
Yes, we will not last long.
The melody I hear is so tragic,
People refusing to live lives magic.
Criminals are totally honored here.
Teen gangbangers on corners stand,
slurping beer.
Children in Chicago, weekly are with no
mercy shot dead.
BLM Marxists marches cheer!
I weep on my pillow on my bed,
Americans, unite and do so very soon.
Stop buying products from a man who
loathes the USA but wants to go to the
moon?
Find people with character who love
God and this Republic!
That number grows smaller and smaller.
And tent cities ruin streets filled with
fentanyl, squalor and the most uncouth
defecate in public?
While useless masks, unsafe vaccines are
mandated by the current, insane Gestapo!
And their followers? I call them...Floppos!
A hideous, evil way where your fellow citizens
forgot they had any rights, oh!
Servants of the Gestapo, how dare you shame!
Those of us who believe in the American Dream?
We learned to well what happened in Germany,
When people thought that nutcase Hitler was the
Creme de la Creme!
I hope you recall all the bodies and how that did
end!
7/27/2021
Twin Decisions
One in the USA, one in Germany
Too much alike to deny destiny
First the coup attempt, all involved were jailed
Then a pardoning, democracy failed
He set their country back promising a super race
He set the US back, minorities had no place
He controlled the media , all paid their dues
Here in the USA he claimed fake news
A cult type following so self defeating
In the USA, history repeating
Stand up America stop the divisions
While Trump and Hitler have made twin decisions.
Protecting predators and freeing traitors
Surround the prison with alligators
Feed the rich while the hungry cries
Look at the camera and tell some lies
Christianity in exile
Just protect the pedophile
Side with Russia, you can’t explain
Allow the continual bombing of Ukraine.
Gestapo had their priorities
I.C.E arresting minorities
Victims told stories leaving a country appalled
A Democrat hoax the president called
What kind of animal bordering insanity
No morals no ethics no integrity
Release of files continues to fail
The GOP has the country for sale
Sub human politicians so weak and so vile
Forget the children protect a pedophile
Don’t speak bad of Der Fuehrer, your life is at stake
The same thing in the US for our leading snake
Blindly they follow so gullible and weak
Spitting on the victims and stomping the meek
I do not care if your red or your blue
I just want the country that I once knew
*Bonhoeffer*
If ever I had a role model it would be he
For he is as bold as they came
Preaching the gospel during the most turbulent times
Undermining Hitler and the Gestapo
He was a pastor
He was a spy
He lived to share his faith
Burrowed deeply within the basements of the Roman Catholic Church
He longed to set others free from the heresy
With his wife and beautiful children always an elbows reach away
He knew that his Savior would shelter them
He is much like me with his brash attitude
Laying out all the facts on the table
Do you choose Jesus Christ? Or do you choose the world?
Do you choose the ways of the establishment?
Or do you choose eternal life?
“You can’t have it both ways!” he would say
As he sported his nice jacket and shiny shoes
His father and mother knew there was something extra special about their son, Dietrich
They knew there would be a mystery about his life after all
He gave his life to serve the Lord
He gave up all hope of ever getting out of his cell
He preached his last sermon on the way to the gallows
Dietrich Bonhoeffer
Prophet
Martyr
One of the best reads of all time; “Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy”
Book written by Eric Metaxas
Poem based upon the biography of a heroic man I will be glad to meet in heaven one day.
Gwendolen Rix
8-20-14