If they dare persecute me, let it come,
And should you ever ask, I would tell:
I constructed a faith like Noah’s Ark,
No flood nor storm could dare dispel.
A century I’d give, like Joan of Arc,
To break a deceitful Satan.
I’m a Perpetua and Felicity,
In devotion and love,
In the search for eternity,
For the true kingdom above.
I would be the last-day Stephen,
Thrust to rest for steadfast faith.
I will walk on along the path
Of a faith the grave cannot claim.
I’ll be another Paul too and Peter,
Since I cast away the fear of Agrippa.
I refuse to renounce my trust,
‘Tis not the chopping of my head that hurts
‘Tis your failure to grasp the truth
The light of the Son, the world was blest
That guides my soul to Almighty God
At His throne, on my day of judgement,
I’d hope for the other side of the sword
A kinder side, a righteous one
a Christian soul is meant to be.
123.
Discreet Persecution
So you think I've been deaf & blind
Who can't hear & see from behind?
Doors & walls clearly speaking
Floors & roads plainly showing
Omens so artificial
Messages so diabolical
Tired of listening
To a cat meowing?
Want it o go hide & seek
Knowing that it's already weak?
Wanted/Missing without search
Whipped & slashed by thorny birch
What more discreet persecution
Pack & throw, chop & burn?
Can't imagine such bloody reckonings
Longing for more sufferings?
You think my mind shall be conditioned
With such dreadful gleamings aforementioned?
And after such bloody execution
Behold the Almighty's retribution!
-05/22-23/2012
(Dumarao)
*My Painful Poems Collection
Void is the life that many do live.
Incessant are the voices shouting.
Calamity rains down in daily affairs.
Totality, existence, is lent to the man.
Idolatry, sexism, persecution runs deep.
Memories recoil and replay to displace healing.
Two narratives juxtaposed between breaths.
One a victim, the other, survivor.
Sentiments aren't toward recovery today.
Underneath the toxicity, one can though, still find solace.
Reviving past culture, living simply, within one's means.
Voicing concerns conscientiously.
Inciting positive change through law.
Venting with righteous anger to bring peace.
Obeying routine, structure and discipline.
Recovery is possible; so become the change you long to see.
01.06.2026
(A poem a day)
charming armed with spells
she had bewitched her lover
accused by neighbor
july ninety two
prominent salem trials
three hundred years back
she was innocent
her drowning was proof of this
no consolation
Falun Dafa Hao! Falun Dafa Hao!
Echoed through the hospital halls
A woman’s voice in clear distress
Her haunting conviction was professed
The guard on duty turned to see
The young teacher he abused previously
The callous surgeons stood around
The gurney where her body was found
Her organs were extracted one by one
While fully aware, until the last cut was done
Suddenly the guard was sick with dismay
Witnessing the murder with horrific display
Doctors turned butchers, a gruesome scene
Ccp’s State organ-harvesting a nefarious scheme
Fund the military, and eradicate Falun Gong
The genocide of millions. 26 years long
Falun Dafa Practitioners are clarifying the facts
Exposing the truth of the ccp’s sinful acts
The halls of hell can hide no more
Falun Dafa Hao echoes like a lion’s roar!
Vanished in death’s flames with Mani’s scriptures of life
Banished to mine for grey-white marble to fulfil Rome’s plan
Punished to mine in Phaeno, or die by Rome’s knife
Unvanquished through the endurance of the First Man
Valiantly working in marble mines, they now rest on diamond roads of light
Patently, those burned souls became our sweet remembrance and frankincense
Rampantly, inflamed Diocletian tried and failed to steal their pearls of pure white
Brilliantly, Mani’s burned medicine became our sweet myrrh incense
Poem about the Roman Emperor Diocletian's (284–305 AD) persecution of Manichaeans, which later extended to Christians. This is in honour of those persecuted.
do we not suffer
to be delivered purely
become one with God
Richard Vobes, a gentle man with measured tones
Helpful content broadcast to many, inventive mind
Makes often light; on 'you tube' of dark designs palpable as night
Airless, almost we feel, and hear see bad actions
Observe distrust and fear, documented intentions
Of hostile vein, tenseness in multitudes inherent strain
90% the target say just a few, less to share with me.and you ' entitlement averice honed, affluent genre grasps
Sanity is sidlined, health reverseal oxeygenless gasps
Deny life support, its now percived wisdom do you know?
Intellectual nhillisam is systemised, yes savagery is
Suited is tailored, its wretchedness is at a euglogy, despicable action is festering, dispersed worldwide.'
Dear, God keep Richard sane and whole, guide him
Teach him, let more reality be told.'
In the land of Armenia, Christians face death each day
The Land of Azerbajan, encroaches and causes affray
A line of troops however hold, the opposing sides at bay
It suprised my mind to know (they are not from un or USA.'
We may suffer tribulation and trouble
but does that mean the Lord leaves us alone?
We may be destitute, hungry and naked,
but does the Lord turn his back on his own?
We are on a mission, a journey t'wards home...
home to the Father. Our path may grow dim;
but counsel, direction, encouragement from
God's Spirit brings joy to those who seek Him.
There's nothing that can separate us from God;
death, itself, is a coming home event.
Life on earth may involve persecution
I guess that's what our Savior, Jesus meant -
Persecution for the sake of righteousness
drives you closer toward heaven's goalpost.
If you discover the world is hating you
Remember: it hated Him first and foremost.
July 23, 2021
Persecution
Your spewing blasphemy like a teenage rhapsody.
Full of spite, while you delight in the atrocities of vulgar and hate.
Nobody wants to be your mate!
A false bravado; like Watergate.
An obnoxious image trying to intrigue the nations.
While your entire family goes under investigation.
There is no liberation.
Just a low rate politician wanting more recognition!
While everyone suffers, and the homeless community rises.
There is no immunity in your words.
People fly away from you, like a flock of birds.
Do you understand? How absurd?
We are discharging waste matter through your lies, and allegations.
As you're full of it ; standing by the ditch filling up the graves with Jews to persecute.
I don’t have the abbreviations for your biggety behavior; as you victim shame women. We were handed a great big lemon.
Fighting for a New Iran.
Marg Bar they shout
At those they hate,
Iranians want changes
They are brave, they are great.
They must call for rebellion
So freedom voices say,
But when they need their help
Those voices are far away.
Opponents who gather on the streets
Are persecuted and oppressed
When they fight for freedom and justice
They believe they are blessed.
Raul Máximo da Silva
Portugal
Here and there I saw the fear
People running & saying it clear
Corona here, corona there
Some ran for needs
Some ran for greeds
Some were worried about all their deeds
It took me back in a reverse gear
It took me back to Kashmir my dear
Quarantine here, Quarantine there
Pain
Pierces
Profoundly-
Penetrating
Pangs
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© 16th March 2019
Born as a liberal Jew in Germany, An young Diarist famed posthumously.
She is none other than Anne Frank,
Whose mettlesome life prematurely sank.
With Hitler and Nazis came to power,
Persecuting Jewish people out of rancour.
Anne's family moved from Germany to Netherland,
But unfortunately became the subject of persecution.
Soon they moved to a secret hideout,
Finding no other alternative wayout.
However one day came the bolt from the blue,
Her family became the captive of World War ll.
The Germans took them to the concentration camps,
Father got separated, mother died of starvation.
Emaciated, shivering body and infected with scabies,
Anne's ebullient life began to cease.
Head shaved, strip naked and hard to recognize,
Anne ultimately embraced death with dreamy eyes.
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