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I write dark, I write bright
I write POTD, at night
I write black, I write white
to free my mind, not for spite
I could be wrong, I could be right
I do have, the right to write
I have feelings, some uptight
I’m an animal, that’s alright
I like venom, to feel the bite
I like love, it’s out of sight
I am caring, I’m a blight
I write for me, not for this site
I’m a free spirit, I am polite
I’m nasty, when in a fight
I’m not paranoid, when I recite
My truth, will not show the light
I am complex, I can self ignite
I am a paragon, of everything trite
I’m a hypocrite, don’t get a fright
Also a genius, of all that’s sh ite
By
David Kavanagh
Is the feather touch of a fast flying bird eternal?
Does a tinge of tap of a butterfly turn love-journal?
Feelings fluttering like passersby do not come to stay,
Feel it with a pinch of salt and walk away, anyway...!
Though the gentle breeze of the seashore has warmth much to give,
Does it, like a constant companion, come with you to live?
My sentiments are often like my tea cup and my lip,
They have iffy brushing and pressing only when I sip...!
Passion and compassion has abruptly drawn out restraints,
Can't I, when you occupy my private space, have complaints?
If you, in the name of love enter in heart and break it,
Do you think, for your skin deep love I will myself submit...?
Love is love, finally. There is no alternative truth,
Should I, for the sake of your lies trust all that is uncouth?
Bye, bye, my deceiver and dissembler, my hypocrite!
Let us, like the train-tracks , move forward, though not split or slit...!!!
15 June 2023
What's Love Got to Do with It - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Anderson
Human imperfection is our heritance from Adam and Eve.
If any of us think we're guiltless, it's ourselves we deceive.
Human weakness is the stained affliction of all mankind.
If we think we are better than most, then truly we are blind.
Don't be so quick to judge the transgressions of others.
God intended for us to be equal, treating all as brothers.
Before pointing an accusing finger in the wrong direction,
First examine ourselves to discover our own imperfection.
Pray to God so that He may give us the faith to be strong.
Commending is always right; disapproving is always wrong.
We should always put forth the effort to be mild and meek,
and when we do, we will find rich blessings that we seek.
Pointing out the faults of men is taking negative action,
and in God's view of us, He will take no satisfaction.
Hypocrite would be the name some would call us by,
and on the Judgement Day, we will be the one to cry.
Refrain from using the harsh words meant to criticize.
Keep rein on our tongues; see others with loving eyes.
God will hold us accountable for the hurts we may cause.
Before condemning someone, be mindful of our own flaws.
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Inspired by the Bible Verse found at Matthew 7:3
"Why, then, do you look at the straw in your brother’s eye
but do not notice the rafter in your own eye?"
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December 28th 2015
I Am Not Ashamed Of The Gospel
Sponsor: Olive Eloisa Guillermo
So I’ve to sort out all the
worlds problems and strife,
Is it not enough that I created
you and let you think,
Now you can’t even
do that for yourselves,
It’s all what would god want,
why does god let this happen.
Well let me ask you this,
why have you killed in my name,
Plundered just the same,
Banished the sick and lame,
Then say I’m to blame,
You worship me
You hate me
You curse me
You serve me
All in your own way.
Why don’t I end disease
grief pain poverty needs,
I hear and see all your plea’s
I despair but cannot accede.
Can only happen this way,
there is no script,
I may influence your day
don’t intervene, I pray
Might give you a nudge,
a peep a clue, out of the blue,
the other guy has his tricks too.
I’ve got enough on my plate,
a universe to keep in place,
Who’s watching my back,
I can’t always be awake,
must keep heaven ready,
for souls you burnt at the stake
give me a break.
It’s your planet
I want you to inhabit,
then you have doubt
what life’s about,
it’s ok so do I,
But we must see it out.
It’s not perfect was
never meant to be
You need a fall guy,
or a shoulder, thats me,
you can also choose to ignore.
Live it your way
I pity you
I love you
I made you
I serve you
in my own way.
A man wrote this slam you say
Impersonating god is not ok,
well listen to yourselves
before you slay
And yes this guy does pray
in his own casuistry way
Could I write this any other way
of course I’m a hypocrite,
One shaped by dismay
By
David Kavanagh.
Form:
one definition used malice in defining
socialite, saying it was a first amendment right
of certain people to be socialites.
this is crazy aint it ?
we are people speaking
speaks
against these foolish happenings.
and stands like a hypocrite
when we as people wish to define
redefined certain words that speak
against social freedoms.
then thirty or more spoke saying
"take a chill-pill thrill !
she-it, aint nothing going here !"
yet in this sarcasm are we in
the line of believing that such words
hinder, cause and bring into
being things to happen
for the full enjoyment of
some sadist who wish
such things to be!
one person said, I wish
George Washington loved us,
because he would have told those men
that socializing is not the
gathering of minds,
it often is where someone
will be, so that someone else
can tell his/her foe
where they are and cause
some kinda fight to encure!
Spider-man crawls in your life with is blind eyes gazing
You hate spiders but chose to spare the spider man
webs start rolling and rolling around you
Until you are the addict of the web
You are the prey
Some how you pull yourself out of the web
And then Bat man arrives
With his cunning trickery
What does this blind spirit want?
You see good as evil
And you like it
Somehow you cant overcome
This giant with wings
He takes you from this to that
Even when he cant see where he is flying to
Then one day he knocks a moving truck
And you fall in the hands of superman
the hypocrite one
He comes to rescue you
Then throws you down the cliff
and holds you before you reach the ground
until you get a heart attack
And he just disappears
To allow Iron man hold you with
A twist of a wolf
And you cant move
each born starts breaking with in
even boneless muscles break
The heart breaks
The spirit breaks down
You break down
And this iron giants hands you
In the arms of the great hulk
The bully we all know
he smashes you at anything
And with anything
And then places you in a battle field
To face some Philistine Champion
Face to face you meet Goliath
The big mouth
Who can talk you out for forty days
After you discover
The secret behind
The stone of courage
You slay your giant
And wait to meet another uncircumcised giant
This time it wont be the matrix
It will be the cocaine
It wont be Jack sparrow
It will be malice
It wont be another giant
But another addiction
Another bully
Another vampire to slay
Why do you do as you do
and not do as you don't say?
asked the journalist of the leader,
asked the child of her parent.
Because I like to help
and I do not enjoy recognizing myself
as a selfish hypocrite,
responds the leader
to writers of famous and infamous history,
respond therapeutic parents
to children writing compassion stories.
How do you know you are helping
and not helping retain a flawed toxic elitist system,
maintaining poverty of margins
far below wealth piling into too much power?
asked the cynical divestor
challenging this help-as-health investor,
asked the hurt and wounded child
challenging her health-confessing
professing irreligious monoculture.
I doubt I could help
without co-investing in flawed health with pathology
in both political and economic systems,
responds this wu wei leader,
responds this co-mentoring parent,
but what have you noticed
might help more
while collaterally hurting less?
It seems to me,
writes aging journalist
and systemic trauma informed WholeEarth Tribalists,
those plans and budgets and stories cooperatively researched and written
by and with and for co-investors
in our civil passion/pleasure trusting enterprise
sustain more healthy multiculturing mind/body wealth,
with less pathological neurosystemic backwash,
as compared to Business As 0-sum Usual,
anthro-absorbed profit monocultures
elitist Publican winning
to lose further uncapitalized
democratically needy
competitors against too-exclusive empowerment.
Why do you win/win extend co-empathy as you do
and engage compassionate communication
as you would become Earth's Beloved PeaceCommunity?
asked the exhausted leader of retiring generals,
asks indigenously co-intelligent MotherTrees
of their polyculturally extending forests
Root and crown
body and mind therapeutic
politically empowering/disempowering
enlightened/unenlightened economies.
Why do you inclusively co-invest as you do
and not empower what you don't communicate?
asked the journaling child
about her favorite MotherTree's
inter-religious Golden Rule
to optimize effective
and efficient co-governance.
Christian Believer Hypocrisy
Kentucky clerk Kim Davis
Use of her religious belief is a mistake most gravest.
While denying same-sex marriage, she is cherry picking the bible
When she grants divorced persons marriage licenses, making her argument not very viable.
Jesus had several times said something about divorce and remarriage. Corinthians 7:10-11 especially applies to Kim Davies who has three divorces and four marriages. Not only is she a hypocrite, she is using religion to promulgate hate. Oh yes, I think Jesus said something about "loving your neighbor" that seems lost on christian conservatives.
I LOVE AND I HATE YOU THE SAME
How dare you love me, have you no shame? I'm not just touched I'm insane. I'm wickedly evil, a cheatin' lil' weasel, Jackass is my first and last name. I'm Joe Dirt when I flirt, Cousins Eddie of work, I aspire to the least that I can. I sure as heck ain't no Marlboro man. I smoke like a chimney, and drink like a fish, I'm a gamblin' man and also a snitch. I'm short, fat, and bald, I don't come when I'm called, I'm likely passed out in a ditch.
I love you and I hate you the same.
I just can't put out this flame.
I'm a low down, peckerwood, loathsome, misunderstood, weak willed, red pilled, rootin tootin, drinkin, shooting, down and dirty, 30-30, back alley clan rally, hillbilly, redneck, hick.
You're hateful and mean, birthing many mens' genes, and now youre hittin the wall. Gangly & toothless, spiteful & ruthless, you smell like meth and Pall Malls. Stripping's behind you, bills are all past due. You ain't nothin but a booty call. Ferally raised, dropped out in third grade, immune to morals, judgment, and mace. One leg is bowed, you sound like a toad, and you use saddle soap on your face.
I love you and I hate you the same.
I just can't put out this flame.
She's a botox, detox, skin n bones, silicone, Harper valley, mustang Sally, misfit, hypocrite, "Cops" show viral hissy fit, easy, sleazy, dollar store cheesy, hillbilly, redneck, chick.
We scream and we cuss, we never discuss,
we'd rather it come to blows. We don't clear the air, and we never fight fair. She stabbed me and then broke my nose. A sight to be seen, trailer park king & queen. We hail what brings others disgust. We're not worthy of love from heaven above. All we have left is the lust. I've been feelin sick, since your flame lit my wick. Penicillin just might do the trick.
I love you and I hate you the same,
I just can't put out this flame.
Holiness?
An opportunity
Measured
How lovingly you respond to God
People say they believe, Eternal God
Love Father Christ
Don't have any clue
What talking about
Hypocrite, harsh word
People harsh to Father Christ
Don't know it
People boast, brag
They know Father Christ
Believe in Him
Yet, not in His Church
If truly believe, then why not His Church?
The word "Purgatory" is only in Catholic or Roman Catholic
Because later Christians will be in heaven
Some be immaculate there
After purifying their not confessed sins
People need Sacrament of Reconciliation
Penance
Forgiveness
Only in Father Christ Church
Father Christ required His Church
Be available for His people
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