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ve lived many years on this tortured world
Read many books on history and scriptures too
all through milennia wars are venerated
despite attrocitie being commited.
Nothing changes ,nothing achieved,
except death and despair ,cruelty abounds.
What makes a soldier, an ordinary man,
become an evil predator to commit sick crimes,
Following orders doesnt wash away the stain,
as headless bodies lie in the rain.
Leaders act as if immune to all that causes pain.
yet descions are made by cowardly ones.
We hear excuses that cover their ways,
populaces are convinced of their right
falling prey to deceit and lies.
Propaganda machines working over time,
spreading hate and bile to uneducated ,
easily led of those that cannot think.
At years end we hear the cry "Peace on Earth"
may all be blessed as more bodies laid to rest,
Religions,ideaologies,greed ,mind sets must all pass,
Never will they as long as unfounded hate,sectarianism,
tribalism,still exists to prod and goad mindless freaks,
We all are human but in different guise,
encouraged to seek some nameless prize,
Only one path it is written,
unfollowed ye will be smitten,
fear driven by fictitious claim,
a place reserved of joy and hame,
Peace like a river is all we seek,
perfect to strengthen those who are weak,
All are made from stardust it is said,
as those who came millenia passed,
Andrew provan McIntyre.      (c) 10/10/2023.


The Rippled Effect

THE RIPPLED EFFECT

A doctor's failure lies in the grave,
A life lost, a soul from the cradle to crave.
A teacher's failure roams the street,
Uneducated minds, a future incomplete.

A lawyer's failure behind bars, rots in jail,
Injustice solely served, a life set to fail.
An engineer's failure crumbles to the ground,
Collapsed dreams, a structure unbound.

A chef's failure tastes bitter and bland,
A meal rejected breeds a hungry hand.
An artist's failure hangs on the wall,
A creation flawed, a vision to enthrall.

A leader's failure leaves a nation cold,
A people lost, frustrated & a future to mold.
A parent's failure echoes through time,
A child's regret, a heart that's not aligned.

VICK MANUEL POETRY
{VMP}
FORM: Alliteration/Rhymes 
Copyright ©? 26th April, 2025.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member The Truth Fights Back

The watchers eyes focus within silence
bombarded by messages of pure malice
many suffer so much hate towards an individuals choice
everyone with deep vision can see these festering souls
Those whom support the culture of death no longer hide
openly denouncing God's right under Divine law
When push comes to shove hellbent
certain agendas have highlighted uncivilised heathens
a dark side underneath your skin is clearly exposed
Manipulating the truth has only one verdict
when examined properly bringing justice to this court 
and the relationship between lies
In the face of an honest opinion warlike beggars cry victim
no amount of evidence will sway these possessed bodies
They are so filled with pride and baseless egos
to acknowledge the twist in their own tongue to explain
Judging others with a cold heart separates them as wolves
with such bitterness showing teeth stalking every word howls
In that which does not suit their ill agenda behind a mask
trampling on the innocent with racist views
masked as caring with sweet stings a scorpion
Loveless bullies self ordained bigots uneducated liars
twist the very meaning of life backwards
where the sick are incurable they are never untreatable
there the blind have already opened their eyes and can see

Premium Member Guarding Her Vault

The sphinx holds secrets, 
meant to remain secret.  
Ancient secrets, alchemy, 
are not meant for uneducated minds.

Those ignorant of this ancient lifestyle,
must never know the secrets.
Modern minds are incapable of controlling, 
modern technology; 
ignorance and overconfidence, 
can destroy universes; 
such has been, too many times before.
Past civilizations, 
on the road to techno-marvels,
self-destructed;
Atlantis, Mu, Lemuria, are among them…
cowering beneath Neptune’s waters.

Tthe human species, 
pursues destruction, 
more than anything else.
Sphinx is wise, to protect her vault.
When the species, 
collectively realizes it’s own failings,
Sphinx will divulge the combination,
to unlock her vault.
Form: Prose

Premium Member The Bully

THE "BULLY" HAS "BULLIED THE F.B.I....CIA...THE DEPARTMENT OF EDUCATION  THAT EDUCATES ALL "AMERICANS"SO THAT "AMERICA" CAN STAY" ON "TOP",AND NOT DECLINE OR DECAY"! THE "BULLY",ALSO HAS "BULLIED""THE N.S.A. WHO IS THAT UNEDUCATED "BULLY" WHO WILL NOT OBEY REASON ,AND "LOGIC"? THAT STUPID BULLY BULLY WILL PAY "HIS OR HER FAIR SHARE OF "TAXES"!!!! THE BULLY HAS "BULLIED "THE H.L.S.A. AND SAID THEY WILL GET NO PAY,FOR THE WORK THAT THEY DO FOR THE U.S.A.! PLEASE DO NOT LET YOUR CHILDREN GROW UP TO BE A "BULLY"!!!!!THE BULLY WANTS HIS OR HER WAY,AND DOES NOT CARE WHO HE OR SHE HURTS EVERY NIGHT ,AND EVERYDAY!!!!WHO IS THAT "NO GOOD FOR NOTHING "BULLY"?IS HE OR SHE IN,AND AT SCHOOL? WHO IS THAT NO GOOD FOR NOTHING "BULLY"? WE REALIZE AND KNOW WHO HE OR SHE IS!!! WE SOLVED THE PROBLEM AS TO WHOM THE BULLY IS WHEN WE WERE LITTLE KIDS!! WHO BULLIED "THE I.R.S.? WHO IS IN "THE SON OF PERDITION",AND IS AFRAID TO EAT FOOD THAT COMES FROM HIS OWN "KICTHEN'"? THE ABUSIVE "BULLY" IS ALWAYS TAKEN AWAY TO HIS OR HER HOME"IN HELL"WHERE THEIR SPIRIT IN "ETERNITY" WILL DWELL "FOREVER"!BE HAPPY ,AND INCREASE "TAXES' ON "THE RICHEST' OF THE "RICH"WHILE YOU HAVE "POWER" TO DO THIS "!!! BE A BULLY IN THIS,AND THAT WILL BE GOOD FOR YOU AND YOUR FAMILY TOO!!!IT IS A "GOOD THING TO HELP "THE POOR" WHEN YOU ARE IN CHARGE,AND EVEN IF YOU SUFFER ANYKIND OF LOSS YOU WILL BE REGUARDED AS A PERSON WHO "USED HIS OR HER "BULLY PULPIT" TO DO "GOOD"!!!! MY SAYING IS WHEN I CAN DO "GOOD" I WILL"!!!!WHEN I "LEARN" I MUST TEACH"! WHEN I "GET" I MUST GIVE"! THIS IS "THE "BULLY PULPIT"!!! BULLY TO GET THINGS RIGHT FOR THE "MAJORITY OF THE PEOPLE WHO ELECT POLITICAL LEADERS WHO WORK TO MAKE "DEMOCRACY' CONTINUE TO BE!!! SYRIA IS "DEAD"BECAUSE THE LEADER OF SYRIA DID NOT HAVE "THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY ON HIS SIDE! THEY NEED TO READ PSALMS 100 VERSE1-5 HOLY BIBLE!!!!
Form: Ballad


The Merchant Seaman

He was turbulent, fearful, and a dipsomaniac. He was dead to the target, undeniable emulation of his father. So I've been told.

Equated with many of his uneducated and socially stigmatized peers, starting at an early age he worked menial jobs until he married and asserted himself to a position on a cargo ship as a Merchant Seaman. So I've been told.

He traveled the world and had many long tales to share. Tales when spread made him a hero of many causes, and these inflated tales rein the peninsula and many compared him with John Henry and Jack Johnson. So I've been told.

He was a tall sepia man with a handsome face that was divinely chiseled to the image of Hermes. So I've been told.

He was a courageous bull that suffered his demise at the hands of his enemy. So I've been told.

He was a vigorous bear with broad shoulders that expanded forever like the Baeke plateau and was a comforting pillow for my weary head.

His legs when stretched out from a sitting position was a nuisance, a tripping device for a young child whose vision was aimed high when walking by.

He smelled of stale tobacco and Old Spice.

His tatami cheeks pricked fingers to the touch with delightful pain.

His long fingers with soil underneath its horny protective covering could move swiftly over finger plates of a saxophone or skillfully up and down the fretted neck of a guitar if he, so willed. Yet he titillated my ribs, under my arms and the soles of my feet.

His voice vociferated like thunder at his adversaries and changed to an astonishing softer degree when he called my name. This I know and so you are now being told.



copyright Labyrinth of Life
Form: Narrative

Premium Member A to Z of Knowledge

Advice has no use to the ‘know all’
But pride often precedes a fall
Crass indignation when questioned
Denying each truth that is mentioned
Evidence he calls refutable
Facts, he says, aren’t indisputable
Grey is the colour of dubious knowledge
Hark at the novice as he enters college
If one week of lectures makes him feel all knowing
Just grin politely at ignorance showing
Kith and kin revel in such peace and quiet
Life is so peaceful, it’s almost a riot
Motor mouth’s gone for a couple of years
No doubt he’ll grow something between his ears
Or will he just come home as bad as before
Pounding our eardrums until they are sore
Quoting past monarchs that once held dominion
Recited - ignoring conflicting opinion
So if you know someone who ‘knows more than God’
Tell him that learning’s no sprint but a plod
Utter confusion may darken his face
Vitriol, soon will take confusion’s place
“What do you know, you’re so uneducated,
X-Ray your brain; you’ll find you’re overrated.”
Yet, when it’s back off to college tomorrow
Zero shame shown when he says, “Could I borrow…..”

Premium Member Cliques Can Be Used In Poetry

Ignorance is bliss said the uneducated Miss
Take the tiger by the tail, and then give a hiss.
A snake in the grass thought outside of the box
You can’t judge a book by its cover, said the ox.

Like a kid in the proverbial candy store 
Good things come to those who wait said Moore.
In the nick of time there was a loose cannon swarm.
All together it became the perfect storm. 

Cliques are like cans of worm said a tiny newborn.
But like all God’s favorite things, every rose has a thorn.
Grandma said, “The apple does not fall far from a tree.”
She was referring of course, to that arrogant baby, Little Lee.

What goes around comes around, Daddy interjected.
That’s the pot calling the kettle black, Mom said, feeling rejected.
No sense in beating a horse to death, said the uneducated Miss.
The grass is always greener on the other side. She blew them a kiss.

There are plenty of fish in the sea, they told Uncle Hank.
But now he felt dead as a doornail, he was sweet on Miss Lank.
He must have gotten up on the wrong side of the bed someone said.
If only walls could talk! Hank lamented. His face was quite red.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Kidnapping Liberty, Freedom And Free Press

Liberty has been taken hostage, abducted in many parts
Of the world
Freedom is often smothered, suffocated in many hearts
In this world
Both are often used as steady stepping stones
By demagogues and fibbers to break the bones
Of patriots or sincere citizens yearning for justice
Respect, humanity and peace
Freedom was supposed to be the beacon of democracy
What happened? Nobody knows. Hypocrisy
Is a fatal contagion, which is ruining our society
Like a flashy oxymoron in an esoteric ecstasy 
Be alert! Be vigilant! Freedom means
Different things for different folks
Liberty is like an abused substance
Where repulsive recidivists or wannabe crooks
Use unimaginable decoy to bamboozle innocent citizens
Be aware of nebulous nuances or weird connotations
Be on the lookout for spurious explanations
Freedom and liberty for all are about being free
Like eagles in the clouds, and the squirrels on the tree
Shaking small branches, while lightly groping trunks and leaves
Always be aware of the artful dodgers and the slick thieves
That’s a voodoo ploy, a trick to hypnotize the body
And to annihilate the very essence of the soul
Cry foul, speak out! A human is not a remanufactured tool
An unceremoniously born again or an uneducated fool
Freedom is audaciously very expensive, not obviously cheap
Freedom is a paradox for countless poltroons who peep
And weep like crocs swimming in a swap full of evil creeps
Beep your horn if you believe that everyone should be free
And be aware of the camouflaged criminals in the quarry
Blow the horn again, because innocent people don’t belong
In jail. I wish seeing an evil transgressor swallowing his tongue
Simply to live how it is to lose freedom or being hurt wrong
Because liberty is about the truth, freedom is about justice
And honest individuals are about love, respect and peace
Sweet freedom is like vital oxygen and vitamins for the body
And liberty is about bona fide hope and happiness for humanity
Liberty has been immorally taken hostage
And freedom belongs on the zenithal stage
Holding the eternally effulgent torch
That no pariahs shall ever touch.

Copyright © March 2022, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Form: Rhyme

TO THE VALETS OF FRANCAFRICA

We are tired of enduring the odious cult paid to the lackeys of Françafrique.
 This situation is becoming intolerable.
 It is deeply humiliating to see mediocre and alienated ******* running the banana republics under the yoke of the imperialist voracity of a colonial France, which persists in considering the French-speaking nations of Africa as its exclusive property.
 This neocolonial tyranny stifles the legitimate aspirations of these nations who wish to emancipate themselves for true independence.
 The people of sub-Saharan Africa are suffering under the weight of Western economic and political domination.
 The corrupt domestic ******* of Françafrique are complicit in this savage and inhumane overexploitation.
 The wealth of sub-Saharan Africa is being plundered to the detriment of its development.
 Resignation cannot be the answer to this persistent injustice.
 It is time to break the carnivorous chains of neocolonial oppression and claim absolute sovereignty for all of Africa.
 Raising awareness is crucial to bringing about real change.
 Pan-Africanism is essential to confront the colonialist assaults of the West.
 The fight for freedom, equality, solidarity and dignity must continue unabated.
 Thank you to all sincere Pan-Africanists for all the sacrifices made to destroy the neocolonial paradigm embodied by these uneducated servants serving the decay of the cradle of our Africanity.

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