Long Pact Poems
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A heart of dark sentiments!
What did my dark periscope see?
A misogynistic judge presiding over a case;
An interesting case of
A woman who reneged midway on a pact.
I was but a witness lest you be curious
Why I stood so still.
Prior, I saw her mixing the colours of abuse;
A sweetheart's leprous weapon of bitterness
Enshrined in a soul bequeathed to grave.
The jury conspired to lay waste of an innocent woman
On account of murder.
The evidence they held was red paint spilled on her white shirt.
She looked down to find a word,
Even one to utter in her defence.
I stood stock-still to witness and testify against
The life of a girl child on a crime I never saw.
It was just as poets wrote and painters drew,
A life of unsolicited hardships.
No-one shared her plight.
It was as though an artist who knew not what to write or paint
Made an image and brought it to life,
But cared neither to pray nor dared to fight
Until it became a historian's lost note,
The authenticity of which no-one dared to confirm.
Her only crime was being born a woman.
She could choose otherwise had she but a choice.
The 'guilty' verdict came crushing on the women's doormat.
They came with chains of oppression;
To oppress and control!
I shed my last tears for the ruined life.
She sighed and made her voice ready to wail.
She held her pride unshaken and uttered the very words:
Because I am a woman,
I plead guilty as charged.
I would have been here sooner
But I got in a fight with time
And lost you see.
It wasn't fair.
I slept in a little bit,
and it started his day
way before me.
I asked him
where he would be
about 2 or 3.
And he said
he would be around.
I didn't know he meant
around 9 or 10.
Thats that last place
I thought he would be found.
I tried to catch up,
but he's quick on his feet.
Racing ahead
while I stumble and greet
the moments I missed,
slipping through my grasp.
Leaving me wondering
how long will this last?
He laughs when I plan,
he's always ahead
While I chase the hours
I should have instead
set my alarm.
But he just rolls his eyes.
Apparently time
doesn't do compramise.
Now I'm here
though I've lost track of when
(was it morning or evening again?)
But don't worry
I've got a new trick to try.
I will fight him again
after one last goodbye.
So I will make a new pact.
No more chasing him down.
Instead I will slow it all
right here right now.
I bought a new watch,
and set it to see.
That now time has to start
watching me!
We are all victims of circumstances
Crying out to a world for peace
yet none heed the voices
calling to the high heavens
Those of war that weep unfairly treated
Where dirty tricks begin licking wounds
lead filled poisoning born from fire brainwashing people
to justify killing there is no compassion showing
When really there is only one face showing
that which speaks truth hate
Inside each and everyone of us
unforgiving reality dwells the secret pact
The deceiver tests our faith inside our weakness
it's here we find strength and understanding
Love holds the moral code of conduct
Where truth within virtues echo
A structure shines with happiness
Joy the brightest light
Into the whispering dead ghosts who never speak back
Burning memories remain unborn sacrificed into the lake of fire
Embers of pain haunt a living soul
looking back reliving truth right and wrong
we all know black and white no in between stand or fall
I bless myself prepared for battle each and every night
The older I get the more I grow
It’s apparent to me I do not know
There’s always something to learn
Keep on moving as the world turns
Why are instincts in animals so strong
To thrive and survive and carry on
Yet in some humans who have despair
Suicidal ideation thoughts are there
No one is perfect and minds can be
A source of pain a source of peace
Coloring life’s lenses we silver see
Sifting cleanses setting souls free
Do not forget in your pact with death
You may transfer pain to someone else
You must be certain that you persevere
Despite cherry challenges fuchsia fears
Lift up your spirits with the Holy Ghost
Always near us when we need Him most
Form:
(Dedication: For Ann, Michael and Clara.)
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Love sculpts pact
Faith moves act
Hope firms fact
Joy lives tact
Heart now finds
Peace of mind
Soul hints sign
Love lives blind
Wise words tell
Writes cast spell
Dream bold dwell
Craft thought well
New Year's Day
Wee hours stray
Feel fond say
Come what may
Brand new start
Feel with heart
Work crafts art
Seize grand parts
Sense bold plot
Live each lot
Fill each slot
Live Red-Dot
Wear fond wit
String each bit
Pun wise hit
Make stuff fit
Style deep smile
Walk each mile
Worth knows piles
Jazz fond whiles
Give and take
Treat fond make
Frame grand stakes
Purge things fake
Learn to fare
Live clear dare
Look and stare
Sculpt bold wares
Take your time
Prime each rhyme
Dance fond chimes
Oomph sure mimes
Be here now
Prize fond wows!
Take a bow
Soul knows how
Seize this day
Watch zest play
Think, do, say
Word grand pay
Soar with sun
Read a pun
Live wise fun
Make great runs
Learn to be
Look and see
Love sets free
Live as me
Set fine poise
Live fond choice
Purge vain noise
Frame deep voice
Leon Enriquez
31 December 2015
Singapore
I choose to abide by Christ's holy law -
Resolve born in faith that His way is true.
A pact between mind and soul - what's the flaw?
If I know it's right, then I'm bound for you!
But I look in the mirrored depths within,
and shudder at the sultan that I see.
Silk-wrapped beast with a taste for ev'ry sin:
pride, indolence, and lust subverting me.
Strong and swift, though dulled by laze and liquor,
the sultan has staked out his claim inside.
I siege his proud palace - he is quicker -
but from God's holy iron, he cannot hide.
For you, my king, I wage war with myself.
The sultan shall fall, clutching his wicked wealth.
25 August 2023
Donald Duck Chancellor of this fowl kingdom
wearing an upside down smile's raging hypocrite backwards
this deranged Duck twitters to and fro as his unhinged subjects
unwittingly applaud him onto a victory march that never appears equal
except in his alternate universe of oneness
Calamity Jane perchance is on the horizon
while war looms close by this feathers pride himself
on his big show asking for a mirror to check his orange glow
he jokes and preens fading in and out so it would seem logical
tearing down all good morals he alienates with his constant magic escapades
Sleight of hand reflections move
with this fake news it gets exposed
the big top rotates under an eclipsed lie
fire breathing condemning all those against his way
entering the arena for the next late show
Now Big Bird has been caught fibbing
just when they thought everyone was safe
getting off the band wagon or so to speak
Just signing the pact with her feathered friend
letting on they are getting on so well for the world to see buddies
Almost joined at the hip like in their loyalty reigning over truth
in this ungodly circus of the vainest sort
Where the funfair clowns abound
under fabrications an orangutan watches on
beating his chest in an ape like manner and solid hands
he has no way to express words
puffing and panting swaggers
living under thee umbrella protected from the truth’s influence
Alvin and his chipmunks sing the national anthem
while the confederate flag waves goodbye over democracy
begins the three little pigs stages as they enter the building
their houses from clay flamed with truth
ransomed for vanities sake no good ending can come
Earthquakes separate the earth
floods come with grave disaster
hurricanes winds rise from the greatest source
even this cannot deter or distract this awful Duck
one mission under a selfish chant of
quack a doodle quack, quack a doodle quack, quack a doodle quack
which only translates to me
only me, me only me, me only me!
a co written piece by Donna Loughman and Liam McDaid
No Vanity Set For This Chap, No Way
(in praise of immortality)
Modesty an understatement,
when eyes chance
to look askew at looking glass,
mine reflection caught at a glance,
an old man's piercing dart
mirrors my blinkered acquaintance
faint recognition communicates
immediate tacit admittance
boyish good looks faded
with morning glory of youth
as senescence didst advance.
Similar to the strikingly handsome
Dorian Gray, this mortal
strictly shares penchant to affiance
a pact with father time, and
devoutly pledge allegiance
to remain forever unaffected
with ill fated biological alliance
even if mandate to pay
with my soul as sole allowance
to stave off the ravages of old age
maintaining glowing ambience
of boyish good looks, or...die...
twill be to late for an ambulance
to rush lifeless body
forthwith to hospital emergency,
an immediate appearance
of rigor mortis, a dead give away.
Cumbersome degradation of
corporeal essence breeds arrogance
born of desperation,
where chronological ascendance
robs cherished commodity,
thus pained angst
to suffer aging accidentally evinced
looking askance
hints of unavoidable assistance
when wracked by incontinence,
thus rendering incumbent orderly attendance,
hence awareness awakened to singular
choice as avoidance,
where vigilance espies silent auction
as decrepitude ousts clutching buoyance
quickly fading steamrolling capacitance
to cling (by the merest thread)
fat or slim chance
against depredations of...
inevitable circumstance trumpeting
"NON FAKE" absent cognizance,
sans horribly wizened wrinkled countenance!
3, 2, 1, ON AIR.
History for $100, Alex.
“A mutual defense pact led by
The city-state of Athens,
Whose expanding sphere of influence
Provoked the Peloponnesian War,
Leading to the downfall of prideful Athens.”
What is the Delian League?
That is correct.
History for $200, Alex.
“A mutual defense pact led by
Imperial Germany,
Whose expanding martial belligerence,
Resulted in The Great War,
Leading to the downfall of prideful Germany.”
What is the Triple Alliance?
That is correct.
History for $500, Alex.
“A mutual defense pact led by
The United States of America,
Whose expanding role in eastern Europe
Threatens a third world war,
And the possible downfall of everything prideful.”
What is NATO?
[Dead air.]
EMERGENCY BROADCASTING SYSTEM ALERT…
What a sick monster of a man creeping
around with no morals ramming sick agendas
Inside twisted ideas down peoples throats
All the time smiling in his deeply disturbed soul
paying his thirty pieces for the ferry man
Your entry unto the devilish domain
He disguises himself falsely as caring about people
when the suffering lie on trolleys unattended
As the homeless keep rising
Selling off state owned assets without consent
from the nation he should be prosecuted
under high treason of the state
Face the life sentence appropriate to such crime
Under the eighth ammendment our nations law
was passed and still stands tall
We are the land of saints and scholars
A generation of God's seed
We will not be involved in such a disgusting pact
One with blood as it's signature
which has been addressed by this countries kin
in the constitution clearly written as an unlawful act
He should be imprisoned to have such a biast mind
closed to the reality of home truth against the living in God's holy book
his only written words arc of his seed and covenant