Long Retaliation Poems
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Sun rise; it's a new day
A new day,same people
Mentality proceeds to be different;
Ugly. YES! ugly mentalities
Activities normal,streets flocked
Freedom is real, no restrictions and rules followed
Partial difference, probably tribe
Justice...peace...it is what it is
Smoke in the air,instantly
Wails invades the environment
Streets converted to racing fields;
Disorganized race,everyone is a champion
Peace lovers turn to perpetrators
Retaliation given birth to
Democracy! democracy! democracy...
Where are the democrats?
Scramble and partition reborn
Resistance movement rooting again
It was white against black those days
Now it is black against black
Brothers form conspiracies...
Blood against blood
Dreams are always valid,nightmares too
Dry land is now muddy;red mud
Corpses dominates the streets
The living become unpopular
Death is now a celebrity
Gunshots topping music charts
Lawmakers to lawbreakers
Leaders to misleaders
Presidents to dictators
The age of revolution is here
Smack a man to rock bottom
to a world of pure rotten
Keep him there a year or ten
when nice and kind are forgotten
And expect a transformation
Bitterness and retaliation
Drained of dreams and imagination
Offering only evil temptation
And watch the good fall
One by one the fools
About to hand out the misery
Well that just isn’t me
Drag me too this level forever
Infinity, leaving never,
I won’t succumb whatever
Or give in to Hells endeavour
I’ll stay strong and with niceness
Compliment with kindness
Help others first selfless,
And repress acts of nastiness.
Cus that’s who I am
No matter where I am
Always lend my hand
With no return or demand
I’m nice, I’ll say it twice, nice,
Be a caring person is my only advice
In your blazing blood-shot eyes I see
you seethe inside in the inferno of anger.
The twisted tongue throws out raging words,
charged with the toxin of your venomous mind.
The sanctity of sane sense turns into
fury embers erupting from violent volcano,
curl up feral with the spreading smoke of spite,
rays of rationale you don’t see in the sun of sobriety.
I don’t run away from you to self-heal,
or seek shelter in disdained den of disregard,
nor do I ignite another flame within enraged me
to face you intrepidly, and to feel good in retaliation.
As a fire can’t ever extinguish or contain
another fire for they burn fast the linked space,
I confront you with composed confidence of poise,
and don’t let you incinerate the sanctum of my soul.
Flow of absolution emanates from within
with embracing empathy of divine fountain,
my compassion drenches you with serene spray,
douses the fire in you with the shower of forgiveness.
They say that wars are started by religion
but what religion started what war
The Romans started many wars
fighting to take over country's
Yet they had thousands of Gods
can you say that their religion
was behind their wars or was it greed
once beaten country's had to pay a tribute
the first world war was started
by the assassination of
the Archduke Franz Ferdinand
and his wife
The second world war was created
by Hitlers desire to make a better world
Fighting in Russia, the death of the Czar
was created by the theories of communism
Wanting to make a better world
Hundreds of reasons have been behind
the creation of wars
religion at times is one of them
but you also need to look a which religion
every body blames christians for the crusades
yet the European Crusades started
in retaliation for the Muslim crusades
Thousands of Pilgrims visiting Jerusalem
were killed by the Muslim Invasion
the word travelled back through Europe
inciting the the Christians to start their crusades
Never look a gift horse in the mouth
the battle of troy
was created by the love of woman
Helen of troy
to create such a broad statement
as religion is behind all the wars
is a statement of racism
creating anti religious propaganda
Granted religion has a lot to be ashamed of
yet read the bible and you hear
thou shalt not Kill
People have killed saying
That is in the name of God
but in truth murder and wars
are created by people
people wanting power
People following the desire for money
people seeking revenge
wars are not created by religion
wars are created by people
abecedarian
Angels announced a special birth:
“Be not afraid!” Born in Bethlehem,
Come and see the Christ child,
Desire of Nations born in David’s town.
Emmanuel means God came to earth,
Favored One, first born of Mary.
“Glory be to God in the highest”
Heaven come down to dwell with men.
Israel’s strength and consolation,
Judah’s Prince of Peace, He was and is...
King of Kings, all-knowing and kind
Lord of Lords, lauded and lavished
Months later by Magi who marched to His star.
Notwithstanding King Herod’s claim, they
Outwitted him and offered Christ presents -
Provisions which paid for passage -
Quick escape to Egypt from the
Retaliation of Herod’s rival schemes.
Some people, sheep with no Shepherd,
Totally reject this account as a theory.
Unbelieving souls and others deny Jesus’
Virgin birth, divesting Him of divinity,
Wonderful Counselor, Wellspring of faith.
X-mas excludes the Christ from Christmas,
Yeshua's miraculous birth, which the
Zeal of Zion’s God accomplished.
written 01 January 2016
ZZZ-001
contest: Writing Challenge 2019 Christmas poems
hostess: Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode.
Troubling the soul
When all things seem to be untold, left to one day unfold.
To visit and no one is there. No one seems to care. What has become of you?
What has become of me? Troubling souls innermost parts, battling two halves, of an equation. Half man, half amazing, braising are these thoughts of unyielding might.
Blurred sight, nothing seems to be right.
Slight touch of rough withholdings, days end with a scolding.
Holding on to you, but realizing you can’t be kept.
For every step taken forward, there is an equal amount of steps that are backwards.
Troubling the soul
When the one that consumes your thoughts fought so hard to maintain that inner vibe.
Now launches an attack as your soul dies.
This twist, that turns should you be concerned at how it felt, the day when all was dealt
That final blow
To let go, to see it all crumble right before the ending. Blending all that once was you.
What do you do? When your hands are tied and your heart has flown away?
What is left to say? No more I love you, just days of as we lay continues to play, in the background.
You have been played the fool. Left in a pool of your own drool, suspended animation faced with annihilation, retaliation ending with meditation, the calm after the storm.
Troubling the soul
Forged in the fires of tribulation.
Struggling through Hell's retaliation.
Hope is strained beyond belief.
All I seek is solace and relief.
Betrayal is the lonely cry of the outcast.
I strained so hard for the pain not to last.
I embrace my tortured, crying soul.
Seeking to calm its deep, mournful woe.
Chains of my burdens, I drag along.
As my soul yearns for a spring song.
Now, shadows swirl as reality bends.
The nightmare of this torture ends.
Reality dissolves as twilight breaks.
Bringing forth a new dawn in its wake.
For our Father gifted us his son’s light.
To bring in his Power of Love and Life.
The burdens are gone that have shackled me.
Going through Psalm 23, I am refined and free.
What was that? What did she say?
Watch your words, erase them and
only write what is being viewed as
excepted for today.
Hold your thoughts and your feelings
bury. You may influence or insult some
body if your feelings you unquietly carry.
Open not your heart and truth give way
for what we feel as a society changes
from day to day, maybe because of the
way we are swayed.
Leaders use threats, violence and retaliation
today; When things they want are not going
their way. Forget we are one nation under God
for the real world doesn't want us to unite
here or abroad.
Speak from the heart I was told and never let
anyone tell you, you are to bold. If not a nation who
is strong in bond; Then what is there to be said
when our freedoms and future is gone.
I say to you lets take a walk...to laugh...to chill...and simply talk.
Let’s start heading across the rocks...and go beneath the streets of Rome.
Let us take a break from our feet...down a path right beneath quaint streets,
This is the place where all roads meet...where I’m meaner than Al Capone,
And I could simply make this easy...but your mind will not be blown.
You’ll never see your children grown.
For I thought you was my best friend, but for now you will face your end,
You’re heading there out of your sin...to no light...no love...or cell-phones.
You’ll dwell in torment forever, birds of feather flock together,
In this hall there is no weather, the only echoes are your own,
You’ll rot in disgust and your shameful heart will always be alone.
My love for you...I will condone.
With such greed life karma prevails...and in darkness your bones’ll dwell.
Doesn’t matter how loud you yell...no one will hear that high pitched tone.
I vent all of my frustrations...without any hesitations,
After my retaliation...of this sweet revenge I will prone.
After kicking you in the face...what’s this...is it bodily foam..?
So un-brick the bricks to the dome!
And I don’t care if your legs hurt...for this is how you made it work,
You built your tomb under a church...right beneath its’ big golden throne.
Now behind the mortar you cry...and no one can bade their goodbyes.
My friend...you used to smile so wise...who smiles now as the other moans..?
You love what you can’t have...life...I’m done...revenge has proudly shone.
You’ll die behind the wall of stone.
All of your hate and jealousy...is buried with greed and envy,
You’ll fade from earth as unworthy...right beneath other dried up bones.
Here’s my remorse...wait a minute...clear my nose...on the wall I spit,
Your ego fits nicely here...I’m starting to like your new home.
I’ll let you be with a marker...that I have engraved out of chrome.
“The center of the catacombs”.
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The form is Trochaic Octameter
Iambic pentameter serves as the substitute.
Obstruction to Department of Justice is resignation and contempt
Per delay of justice
Justice of the peace
Free Speech obstruction
Case at the podium?
Three of the five captains in the Sheriff’s Office were notified this week they are under an Internal Affairs investigation, according to the deputy and sergeants unions.
The significant investigation into top officers in the Sheriff’s Office rank-and-file comes as the county awaits the results of a two-week evidentiary hearing that will inform whether the Board of Supervisors should remove Sheriff Christina Corpus for misconduct and retaliation
Reference common sense or request stand aside as holster cannot approach gavel or robes.
Otherwise custody must be taken of faculty for contempt.
None are in financial abandons realm of eminent loss of life from neglect.
Justice is not blind only silence for the deaf neglect the speech of poverty.
The poor writing are literally a parallel in and against overt war acts.