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A lovely beach down under
where evil Zionists faced the lords thunder
IDF soldiers dancing with Satan
Rabbis kissing bombs
and wishing onto children their deviations
the Avenger brought justice
for those vaporized by Zionists
as humans they simply disgust us
God promised them nothing
other than shame
evil as this must burn in flames
Now in the Good ol US of A
where slavery they loved forever and a day
Bondi is evil, her morals on display
a woman protecting men in power
who rape and abuse
then blind justice will excuse
I have to wonder
how many Zionists
fund her
or bugged her
A world changes course
expelling the good grim reaper
twisted joke
entering this forbidden zone
called democracy
Careless acts of violence black and white
mothers burying their children
so much tears soak the very grounds
salt of this earth
where moral order breaks down
in societies failure
A bad replacement shapeshifting demons rule
Where no longer they care about peoples suffering
removing God's teachings from schools
so our forefathers died in vain blood of our ancestors
Taking away human rights
amnesty international laugh a minute
lawless democracies without proper vision
killing without just cause tyrants bragging ill will
Without facing the justice of all lands
Murder is murder so says the judge above all
stealing is robbing without deeds aquired
laid down by the Lord on stone himself
We all know its the devil's playground now
Darkness of your souls reek with many lies told
When fancy coated words fall out vomit
from the mouths who ware suits
As that is a trademark
of the biggest robbers there is
Stealing even by stealth or forced to ground
poisionous morals killing the seed of truth
sewn from the garden of lust dark or light
Open your eyes blind beggars of hell
disfunctional greedy merchants and war criminals
alike you all sign a pact together like wolves
we see the suffering and torment of your weapons
tipped with poison blaming everyone but yourselves
Creating hate through your neverending violence
amongst the innocent victims raped of everything
God be merciful unto your rotten souls
Damning the victims with your pride filled agendas
we all become victims if we sit without a voice listen pride
Peace is the way forward that looks above and beyond
stand down dark spirits your lust knows no bounds
drunken with greed
Light of our saviour will come
one day supreme commander
I will kneel to the creator
When this earth goes into darkness again
we need to pray for salvation
no longer do we walk
but stumble in the pathway
of his loving ways
Rock of faith we stand strong
for our childrens sake
to give them a future generation
Mercy shake hands
make Eden beautiful again
The signs are coming to pass
to celebrate the happiness and joy
Heaven above the angels will sing
In a nation of "point the finger"'
she pondered joining the crowd.
As in the famed Roman Coliseum
she imagined herself in full glory.
Giving a glorious "thumbs down!"
After all, she told her arrogant
herself,
as she put a crown of leaves on her
head:
"Those foolish Christians need to die!"
Yet a voice deep within her, made her
wonder.......why?
'twas in the gods of Rome she believed,
Who was this Christ, these fools died
for?
Centuries have come and gone, her
crown of leaves decayed, too!
Today not only are Christians killed,
but millions of others have died,in the
milieu.
The new god is love of self, above all else!
That name, Christ, best not be spoken.
He, who died for all humanity, still a
most despised personage!
We honor false gods, read literature
assuring us of polytheism.
Then cry and gnash our teeth, when
statues are toppled, morals are a joke.
And our only satisfaction comes from
booze, hot sex or a fast toke.
June 17, 2020
11am PST
Poem # 1,249
Just for attention
We live in a world of social distraction
So many new bloggers
All over the media
Casting out alot information true or false
I wonder what your mind consume
I wonder who influenced the youth
Cos there is alot dangerous minds
Right in front of our screens
There is alot happening in illusion
Right before our eyes
We listen to alot Individuals
Whose life are different from
What they portray before our eyes
And still they influence alot of souls
Now how dear you ask of morals
When right in front of our domain
The influence of what we don't want
Are more visible to what we live for
In a world were moral values are buried
Just for attention
Just for attention
Alot of our youth are down deep
The wrong line of life
I urge your good men to save life's
Cos they become more influence
By those that got no better interest
For their future
They have fallen victims of addiction
Prostitution gangbanging stealing
They are so high up to danger
I urge you good men to save this young ones
They need a better attention
They need good men and women
Whose heart are full of love
They need care
They need to be loved
They are everywhere
In every streets in every countries
In every state's in every capital
They are on the wrong path
They are drowning in ignorance
Just for attention
TRYING
Trying to behave being a perfect human being.
Wisdom is my trove of treasure not to measure
but to cherish intellectual pleasure not to exhibit.
Trying to carry opulence of compassion as passion
never indulging malice or lies.
My emotive urge can’t dominate to deviate from honest path.
Trying to fulfill ambition is my dream not to build castles in air.
Victory or defeat, gratitude or deceit can’t overpower.
Neither putting self in dismal nor feeling proud in happiness.
Living like an ordinary woman in populace taking responsibility,
erecting head in crowd, selecting morals, detecting loops and flaws.
Trying to hold my soul high above dust and dirt,
like to treat friend or foe from top to toe in equal status.
yet trust only loving friends.
Trying not to give up but train myself to wait and watch.
Success to access has prime props on truth and devotion.
Words ‘If’, ‘But’ ‘Perhaps’ are deleted from my dictionary.
Always affirmative assertive approach.
Above all eternal love to lead and guide.
10/23/18
'In response to IF' Contest by Silent One.
Why wake each morn, to a world in denial?
To its hapless, vain, impartial morals.
Where white men, in fancy collar, mistrial
worries of the poor for mindless quarrels.
Alas, plastic, carbon, tear up vast plains,
replacing life's nature for mundane trash.
That has but transient pleasure, all vain,
compared to friendship, it's pure balderdash.
Stars blinded by cities with putrid glow.
Manmade clouds, tinged green, leak the horizon.
Earthquakes, tsunamis, tornados and snow.
We fail to heed our earth's warning siren.
Take up the baton, rise up, challenge fate.
Secure our future before it's too late.
16.01.2020
Its every person for himself, step on & step up kind of world.
That is what we are are taught, at the thought our lips become curled.
At first until it hurts, until we see that there is no remorse for the weak.
The concept grows stronger with every lash on the cheek.
Burning through our veins as we feel it seep.
Silence is golden, like syrup bitter sweet.
Survival of the fittest its you or its me.These are the values we to begin to teach.
We throw our morals & standards so far beyond our reach.
No thank you my humanity and my sanity that goes along with all of it i would like to keep.
Climbing up the ladder, stepping on those i used to dream with, nah.... that price seems a little steep
No rest for the wicked, shutting your eyes the guilt begins to creep.
I would rather rest my head, gaily counting little baked sheep.
I will keep spreading the love , i shall reap what i have sown.
And then gladly smoke what i have grown.
Blowing your concepts up in smoke.
You try to explain but you choke.
On the things that you have done.
Just to be the one on the power end of the gun.
It doesn't matter in the end you will be who you are , who you were that's it!
Not who you could have been or should have been. No! only who you are! No ****!
So even if you wanted to break free from the routined tendency.
Just try to stop or alter the cycle of destiny.
You couldn't, wouldn't step out of your pretentious power trip comfort zone.
No you wouldn't blaze it up and blow it out like a cyclone.
Double clutch over your shoulder.
Tell yourself its because you are a soldier.
Pfffftt okay! You carry on with the way it seems you do you these days.
We all know each game has its players and their set of ways.
So you carry on with your step on step up double standard.
I will just fluff the humble in my coat and shy away from slander.
Two sides of a coin, positive to negative its contemporary.
We are who we are who we are ,meant to be! It is all part of the bigger picture, so puff puff pass its only temporary!
1. Short beautiful minutes in this bar stack
my body rhythms, felt in the next block
on senses, the salad energizes
my inner pricks, in need of a tincture
forget the menu, she’s my bill of fair.
pretty damsel I know it’s a first date
since the beginning, I have kept the wait
my anger is dead even if you’re late
my creative plans have been well creamed by fate
let our desires act like close mates.
2. Gulping her exhibition so flashy
as my loose mind wrong-foot her emotions
the will to know what’s next unhooks its heat
after the drinks should be seamless kisses
my advances she bans as licentious
we can make this dinner more than a date
modesty and formality should wait
so let’s tarry my dear till it is late
and follow the new script written by fate
as this proudly puts me above my mates.
3. Her senses electrify in doubles
she’s giving me wrong headed reactions
as they gang up to be monolithic
on this feeling, acting the pied piper
first time chilling needs no alacrity.
She makes it so sexy, what’s today’s date?
history colours itself, time cannot wait
everything is in check, we can’t be late
this could be destiny or our fate
b’cos our hearts are becoming mates.
4. Her decency spanks my curiosity
suppressing my full light to a dip switch
this attitude attracts strong reprisal
the hope for next meeting reinforces
but the after-play still non-existent.
It isn’t a crime to extend this date
it’s just the first stage sir, she said let’s wait
I like the morals, the timing is late
one person alone cannot decide our fate
she still chose the movies and not to mate.
Bridge x 4
The first, the tenth, what difference does it make?
That probability, the mind takes
your ‘No’ surely makes this dinner seem fake.
Chorus
Pretty damsel I know it’s a first date
since the beginning, I have kept the wait
my anger is dead even if you’re late
my creative plans have been well creamed by fate
let our desires act like close mates.
Chorus
It isn’t a crime to extend this date
it’s just the first stage sir, she said let’s wait
I like the morals, the timing is late
one person alone cannot decide our fate
she still chose the movies and not to mate.
I fear no man, no beast
I randomly select souls and sell them for no lease
I walk with flesh, I gallop with clouds
Yet on this heavenly palette, I stand with gods ever so proud
I marry for beauty, I sin for lust
My hopes pleasure is honestly a must
Watch for winds from the east, for I have come again
I trust no one, I spoil loyalty with morals
Life is no fun, death is royalty in earthly portals
I trout with my shoulders squared
For in this battle, “good,” I have faired
My mission to satisfy the grips of greed by our egos need
My vision to bring war,
Tears and sanctuary to my every enemy as they plead
Watch for a cool breeze from the east, for I’ve come again
I will bring riches and luxury to the palms of we poor
I am guilty of taking the everyday that we so hesitantly adore
My equals will love me, your gods will look above me
Yet the jewels of envy will so long to hug me
I will be murdered by those I keep so distant from disasters art
Yet so close to my heart
I will ask why, my keepers will have one last cry
I will carry through will one final task and die
Watch for winds from the east for I have come again
I will haunt you in your dreams
I will taunt you in your casual scenes
I will take from you, what you have given to me
The guilt the horror of triumph, misery, and loneliness
That I will never get to live and see
Watch for a cool breeze from the east
Watch for hell to fall from heaven just to tease this beast
I will be spoiled will praises once more, for I have come again
Hope's, dreams; realities truth
Junkers,rust buckets old times pass
Day of morals become battles
Who are we but just the world
Yesterday's Gone, tomorrow just begun
Today's dilemma, tomorrow's war
The days grow old just as I
Death be certain, life isn't but just a breath
Sun rise, emptiness of a world struggle
Power, greed even we are for ourselves
Is it no man matter except for our desire
That we live for only one but not in him
Our own people, even we shun their existence
That only in our hearts do we fault
Even in life we are guilty of no perfectness
Yesterday's Gone to the dogs we eat
A broken society,a new life on look
But what are we if only one
But we are the world united in one
The soul's so easily forgotten buried in graves
We are only as strong as our success we vision
In ourselves,beat of a heart lives and dies
Today be your choice cause yesterday's gone
Today's life, tomorrow's future; what is it we become