Long Vile Poems
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J-ust rise above the rest,
O-ver the deepest water;
C-limb the highest hill
E-ven during vile weather.
L-et your head rise above,
Y-our mind keeps the faith;
N-either of them will weaken, as you hope, pray and wait.
D-o rise above the rest,
I-n spite of sacrifice;
C-hoose between win or lose,
U-sing your open eyes.
L-et your life rise above,
I-n spite of criticism;
N-either heart nor soul departs from optimism.
B-elieve and trust in God,
A-llowing Him to guide you;
H-e'll answer your prayers
I-n the sky wide and blue.
L-et the Lord play His part,
L-etting you solve the test;
O-ctober fourteenth morn, just rise above the rest.
Daggled and bloodied, the young man lay upon the ground where he’d been
left.. .left by vile men who, spurred by senseless hate and ravenous for a taste of
violence, had lured him with false fellowship and brought him to this secluded spot
by veil of darkened day. At first, they bound his arms, rendering him defenseless to
what was to ensue. After dragging him a small way from the back seat of their van,
they proceeded to pummel his stomach and his face, breaking his nose almost
instantly. When he stumbled to the ground, he received the heels of their boots as
they kicked at his extremities and then again, he received their cruel blows to his
stomach and face. When certain they had done enough damage so he would not
last a night in the cold, they spat on him and drove away.
As his attackers sat far away in a bar, drunk and boasting how they’d “done the
world a favor,” he’d already passed the stage of vomiting and gasping for his
breath. And though his brain was writhing with awful pain, with knowledge of his
sure obliteration, his chilled and broken body stayed inert. Reposed as if inside the
womb, he felt the ache receding, and before night’s shadows passed into the dawn,
his blood had stanched.
Now as flesh turns into carrion lying undiscovered in the dust, his spirit… never
quashed. . .cries out for justice.
They had to run
hide in the brushes
of the Syrian country side
rains showered from above
no child should ever be hunted, abused
migrants on the run
they had no band
to champion a cause
rulers saw only weakness
unknowing the plans from the almighty
the comedy of tyrants and drunks
one drinks the other profits
from his followers
children though shiver and run
the lion roars
evil though is very devious
with smiles and vile chords
do not be green
with envy
the majestic plans of the universe
bears shall dance in the Finnish forests
humanity is fragile
one day
there will be no Trumpets
only the laughter of children at play
oh baby Jesus
will we see that day
shadowed in darkness, sniffing as a hound
creeping about without releasing a sound
begging to be noticed, wanting to be found
silence is too loud when its echoes resound
behold, it comes creeping to known places
among those of us who wear innocent faces
cajoling in soft whispers to gain good graces
offering false humility and fridgid embraces
silence cries with stale breath for adoration
quietly seducing with phrases of flirtation
spawned to be the wielder of denigration
a stealth mute, soused on pride's libation
ink splotches fingered from hushed tongue
will never be songs aptly written to be sung
in silence it leaks acid and toxins are sprung
disguised as a friend but what lies it's flung
SPEAK the truth you have neglected to say
then return to shadows where you oft play
your silence has not fooled those you betray
sheath your vile dagger then be on your way
The sun has darkened.
The world is slowly moving to a crawl.
Your evil presence is here.
I can sense you.
I feel the cold air.
I feel the frozen ground,
When I look at you.
I feel the rage inside of me,
Waiting to get out.
Your tongue is sharp and vile.
Your smile is darkened,
Within the depths of hell.
Your heart is made of stone.
Everyone is traumatized that you go near.
What could have happened in your,
Life to make you so evil,
So cold so inhumane.
This is madness it has to stop,
The world is insane,
I look into your eyes,
Words I thought I would never utter,
Goodbye I have to go,
The tears gliding down,
Looking and seeing the real you,
Your Tears falling, falling, falling,
Please don't leave me, I can't control her,
She has no soul.
I need you, help me.
I'm not leaving you, I'm right here.
She falls into my arms crying ,
Confessing her love to me,
As I reach for the phone.
In the inner most
Deepest depths,
you tortured me
until there was no beauty left
A vile monster
with lying tongues
In my ocean deep
You became slimy
You attacked me
without a heart
Hurting me
In the depths
Creeping like seaweed
all around me
Covering your lies
Disguised as truth,
leaving a horrible stench
In my ocean
Piece by piece
In tearing through the crack
Reaching for the light of truth
Barely able
To breathe
You will not drown me
With your loveless heart
The tide is turning
You no longer smell sweet
I see a monster
Buried deep
You left your scar
Your vile treatment
In the stench of hurt
Looking to the heaven's
I bled for you
you chose
To put me in hell
The wheels of bureaucracy grind deep and slow
enmeshing the simple man as he twists and writhes
beneath the crushing vice, unable to avoid
the spreading algae of greed and vice of
those who are never satisfied.
Even the straw he grasps drags him down
Further into depths unknown
From elite position he is crammed into
Levels below, dark chasms, not fit for human existence.
Crawling, begging, having lost everything
He watches helplessly as fellowmen plummet and crash.
Where is the hand to squash this vile, he wonders,
to balance the scale of justice.
When will every man get his fair share
Why do the rich get richer.. the poor poorer.
Looking through the window of time…will he ever find
That soothing balm of equality and justice
Or will his fate be ever decided by that crooked line that exists
between greed and need?
You dragged me down to your level with your heartless judgment...love didn't arrive at my doorstep
You are the predator and I’m the victim
You are the executioner and I’m the man, tied up to the chair
GET A GRIP....
SIP...satisfy your taste buds with happiness....and dip dip dip
Into the river
R I V E R
Disappear, fear that clothes me
Reappear, fearlessness that suffocates thee
Your river of deceit leaks out… now, I can clearly see
Your true colors…you resurrected radiance in the eyes of millions…and you allowed me to escalate with ecstatic eagerness and enjoyment, much like a satisfied, well-watered tree…nurtured by sunlit glee
I never thought that this all could be
You push me to become like all felons
Possibly, doubt slipped into my mind and traded me with prosperity in the hands of tragedy
Nothing can harm us...
We're on the same bus
You killed my trust and hope…and fed your twisted honesty
Our bittersweet chorus of lies and miseries sings its tune of tainted lullabies
Move on once again we must…or we’ll be targeted by calamity
I know you hear me, but you ignored my silent cries…oh darling, how the time flies…
Oh please, darling angel, fix me, for I am a wrecked-up bicycle – never wave your
Misery-laced goodbyes…cut it out before it devours us with utter distress!
For you, I am now saddened and try to untie myself from this mess…
As my love and hope for you slowly but surely dies,
Sift out the vile lies and don’t ask your why’s
I still hear your wistful cries
You relied on the Lord of the Flies
And you engrossed him…now, he draws near to you because you enchanted him with your miraculous powers…I was spell-bound and gravity-bound in the chambers of alienation while you were showing off your capacities…I thought it cool!
You say it’s a natural gift that’s used as a priceless, grand tool…but, I take you as a fool!
Three neighbors litter on our street
buzzing along as I stroll past their gates;
and they jiggle like vicious wasps
while a silent howl drills on my head.
Yeah…all that drama, women of farce,
greeting me coyly with pretentious smiles…
I hear them cussing behind my back
those verbal bacteria infecting my night.
So why not face me , confront your self-disgust
thrown at my now distorted eye-to-eye stare?
Maggots! Low-life drones who thrive
on cheap thrills weaving vile intrigues
just to get some flipped attention…
I close my eyes for a moment to grab
some air, but the noise yells without restraint.
Well, it’s my time to get back ,after I let a blade
of screech hit the asphalt ground.
Under a reddened sky, a fuse explodes,
“Hey, get off my cloud or you all will be squashed!”
SKAT's Get Off Of My Cloud
6/17/2015
Believe you can and you're halfway there" - Theodore Roosevelt
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Beautiful Shine of Faith
When swirls of sadness swamp the heart
And vile men hold lovers apart,
When clouds of anguish grip the mind
And one`s path in life one can`t find,
When the spirit is at low tide
And no one can serve as a guide,
It`s time faith in oneself to light
And seek its shine that`s sparkling bright.