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Couplet
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follow the wise
its understanding prize
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Raise your right hand.
Take the oath.
Religious nuts,
men or both.
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Monoku
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give monkeys typewriters and enough time ~ they’ll spell out a god or two
# scientific not religious #
By
David Kavanagh
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on fire
devout in terror
within the religious he hides
no rules does he abide
anger bubbles
he preaches
no love to expose
his vacation cabin
the island of Lesbos
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It is sad to see how
the religious fervour
of the Body Politik
has poisoned the air
from which American
democracy draws
its breath
whilst we,
in the wider world,
look on in horror
and disbelief
as a once great nation
aborts
its beautiful dream.
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Haiku
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ISIS VS CVILIZATION
A brute,a killer
Rapist, burnt thousands,has died
To many, tears fall
English Haiku
October 29, 2019
WAPO- reference to Jeff Bezos'
Newspaper, the Washington Post.
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Prose Poetry
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If your even vaguely religious and
think God is the creator.
Kneel, clasp your hands together and pray
because I need the answer,
why the hell is there Cancer?
It has no regard for age,colour or creed.
What is the thinking behind this indiscriminate disease?
If you get a response please tell me please.
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Political Verse
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rogue nation
modern slavery
vicious circle
coldwar
caste divisions up in arm,occupy regime
is it religious sects regaining regime?
is it erstwhile princely estate regaining regime?
is it foreign hand shaking regime?
the thin chicken neck chopped
india is now black hole india
inside amoeba like shapeless india
outside shapeless india
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Rhyme
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A tattoo that may have been from youth
Could be of a religious reference too
How horrific it would feel you would be blue
Torn from your life family country rights refused
Some may accuse you of being in a gang
Yet KKK and Proud Boys are the very same
Not any of them are arrested put in chains
Double standards are free falling like rain
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What's wrong with them Americuns
forever pointing fingers
always pointing guns
searching for someone to blame
never changes
stays the same
with 'Love thy neighbour,'
and 'Thou shalt not kill,'
religious to the core
hypocrites to boot
and what's more
shooting people children too
wondering why innocent die
and yet they haven't got a clue
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Functional fictional phases;
Destitute Monumental glorious appraiser;
Borderline translucent operatic sounds;
Futuristic holograms;
Basic truth;
Absolute;
Regrettable prolific stanzas;
Which religious monarchs enslaving;
Borderline translucent operatic sounds;
Futuristic mannequins;
Absolute,
Basic truth;
1/29/20
James Edward Lee Sr 2020
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From immemorial time
on England’s plains
the Stonehenge stands –
pendulous rocks over life precipice.
Produced by a culture
that had no written records.
Sun clock, devoted to circling sun -
religious site of healing?
The sacred burial place
of prehistoric ring of standing stones.
Suspended stones as heavenly dome -
devoted to afterlife’s achieving.
© A. R. Wielgus 2015
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We don't need to be
religious or fanatics
to condone
sins abominable
against the environment
Needing to recognize
we are the custodians
of a bountiful planet
With a respectful heart
and clear conscience
we owe it to our children
and upcoming generations
to leave this world
a better place
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on September 10, 2018 for contest COLORED MEMORIES sponsored by CRAIG CORNISH
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I do not know?
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I wanted to believe,
that the one I love would do me no harm,
yet here I am tonight,
wondering who's in your arms.
I've called several times,
no one's picked up the phone,
I walk into this empty house,
to find there's no one home.
I'm afraid reality will soon set in,
and loneliness once more,
I will have to face again.
Come and save me tonight,
guide me out of the dark,
lead me into temptations,
make peace with my heart.
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Lyric
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Stuck in the hole, 30 days 2 go,
One more time, nothing wrong 2 show.
This is a habit, one I must break,
Doing time like this, is hard 2 take.
Alone, no problem, I can deal,
But take my paper, can’t write my feel.
Only read is religious books,
Giving bible study another look.
Still time to wait, 4 P O 2 come,
Once he does, I can go home.
Be free at last, make my own rules.
Will finally be, away from the fools.
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I
some use "spiritual" on this personal topic
but we talk now of religious people
so hard to get truth, straight answers
no matter how one tries, gives, supports
at Open Doors Assembly here, it kills faith
II
Harry worried about such "Christians"
I do so too, hard not to -
They are the face of Jesus to many
Among those who fear Church, religion
They may sense religion binds - "religere" -
A relationship with Jesus is Sine Qua Non
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Rhyme
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The keenest Christian Sermon on Salt
To a Somalian Moslem in Renault
That can out-speed a stone from catapult
But now at a complete halt;
Not from any mechanical fault:
Perhaps, Moslems can from Salt
Messages sift about Man’s fault
And his waiting judgmental vault”
A still dragging Sermon on Symbolic Salt
And a Moslem stops sipping his cold Malt
Though in ‘Allah’ precisely dues exalt
And fellow Mohammedans watching the result!
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A Swedish man abandoned his plan
to stage a public Torah burning
for which very few were yearning ...
In its wake the UNHRC (United Nations Human Relations Council)
passed a resolution against religious hatred and bigotry
which the United States and European Union opposed
due to 'free speech restrictions,' a blow to every religious minority
~ even Christianity
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Free verse
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I'm now in god mode
Explanation, if you will
That I have the power
To give life or take it
We all do, in our way
Aside, only one force
That transcends time
I will love you forever
Not one ... second ... more.
(This is NOT religious statement of any kind, it is about the emotional power
some people hold over others, and the ambiguities of the only thing that
refutes it).
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Quatrain
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Spring had already come, but my mother was still numb,
Winter anorak hugging my sweating and suffocating body;
Sad inside, but quietly because I was by no means a dumb,
Since I claimed to her that the others were free as anybody.
Summer time loves my essence, free, liberal and breezy,
Wearing t-shirts on the bus to school, a bold statement,
To their fundamentalism, so religious, strict and uneasy,
About our freedoms, like healthcare, radio and sentiment.
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Political Verse
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I would have less surprised if they had chased down religious mothers
And murdered them in their carpeted hymn singing churches
They were frenzied, fanatically incensed, a revved up mob
Brains had been overturned by the whip tongue of the outgoing czar.
Blood splatters on the pristine building left a fleshy carnage.
Who has the noose?
Where is the vice president?
Steal and loot. Plunder. Pillage.
An insurrection no one can be proud of, making it a weirdy cat week.
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Quintilla
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Don't worry about me
sweetheart
I'm just playing my scripted
part
Be not unforgiving or hurt
Let me live without your
endless blurt.
For I walk no paved way to
Bliss
I stand out seeming much to
miss
Yet no less a man I'm than
some
If what I am won't overcome
The pits of hell then so it be!
To hide behind religious zeal
A license to kill, rape and
steal
Is cowardly deceit to me
I'd best boycott your
heaven gate
And bravely face the
dreaded fate.
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Ballade
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We fight,
We cry,
And ask ourselves why?
Why did we have to start
To tear our own race apart.
With an endless war,
That has no end
That we cannot mend.
Why is it ok to kill someone else's brother,
For the sake of a religious gain?
If I killed your brother would you think the same?
Religion is not a game!
Look what happened to the crusades,
A long Time ago
In the name of their religion,
They had nothing left to show,
Of what was a holy place
A Long time ago.
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Chocking down sugar
From the hands of a broken system
Slitting my wrist
In a vain existential tryst
Painting skies of rust
Watching as America crumbles to dust
The religious are the worst
The holy are a joke
Poking politicians with a sharpened stick
Rocking the boat
Pouring buckets of water over the faces of the blind
Screaming at the top of my lungs to no avail
America is doomed or so it seems
Only a matter of time
You say I'm a criminal
What's my crime?
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Rhyme
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Tonight I’ll light some candles
For some people who have died,
A custom on the holiday
To which I will abide.
I’m not religious, but, to me,
A ritual like this
Acknowledges the fact that there
Are those we truly miss.
Of course, besides my parents
There are others who have passed
Who were special in so many ways
Their memories hold fast.
Though they all don’t get a candle,
For the ones who’ve had to part,
There’s a little flame I’ll keep alive
Forever in my heart.
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