Perverts Poems

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We may assume with clarity
That God ain't in the cavity
And this real reality
Removing the polarity
For health of personality
Of any nationality 
Without the Humanity
Implied the MENTAL health

And judgement of the gravity
My favorite duality
The middle name is phelan 
Is bullschiet of the most 
Apparently all langlands 
Is wrong even to odd

Topology, apology
Schietloads of wrong technology
Dependence and the bounds
Inadequate economy 
Shall serve to WHAT?

That you are bound as a group
And happily restrained 
Totality of the control 
So you may be maintained 

The science purpose shall be not
The tool to help this ways 
And Plato's Cave produced this intercept
The harmony of real that you overstepped 
For those with the proper edge in mind 
To understand that ALLAH redefines your kind 

And still you cannot watch how YAHWEH eat the chips 
And human perverts motivated thus by help to nature 
Shall each obtain the guns 
And killing as much human as they may 
And this is only THE CORRECT SOLUTION

Now you may decay

Exposing One’s Self

We’re all perverts.

Lying about it ultimately exposes the worst of us.

- Chris Conn

Biting Eyes

Ebony eyes with teeth a biting stare
Haunting me with a green glare
Chewing at me with anticipation 
What is wanted is imagination 

Envious heart fancies me more
Than I am fore I am a bore
I dress humbly I’m not too proud 
Yet someone watching me now

As a teen I recalled this feeling
Never wore anything revealing
But as one blooms curves come
And unwanted attention from 

Teachers who were really perverts
Normal peers and some jerks
I use to think God this is a curse
It will be better inside is His word

She

She makes her way onto the streets.
Her lashes are fixed on.
Neon pink her lipstick is.
Her blush is “Sudden Dawn.”

Thigh-high is the dress she wears,
and high-heeled are her shoes.
Her smile is forced, but unconcerned
are men she can’t refuse.

Her Mack Daddy will see to it
she doesn’t lag behind.
Her shield is he, but little kindness
in him can she find.

He found her a few months ago
when she was all alone.
He called her special. She’s just one more
whore of his to own.

His love and comfort were a lure
to make her feel secure.
Lurid acts with perverts
she’s now made to endure.

She’s looking hot, but she’s not
what folks think her to be.
Look closer; ask her questions.
Only then you’ll see . . .

She fled a house of violence
ending up in the same scene.
This “woman” folks pass judgment on
is but a girl thirteen.

The Internet

As information is sourced, we knowledge add.
Entertainment is accessed by each ipad.
The cost of research is by the net reduced,
whilst addiction to **** is by it induced.

Banking transactions are by it made easy,
so does the convenience of a shopping spree.
We conveniently send mails by speed of light,
and connect to old buddies beyond our sight.

Its flash of lightening promotes the breaking news,
so does its ill wind the fake ones for our views.
It mocks distance with commercial activities,
and lures perverts to their sexual proclivities.

It does our world flatten with mobile services,
its not by distance hindered for con men's vices,
neither will it the distant swindled protect.
It does the deeds of distant bullies perfect.

Transnational love has by it been produced,
when love birds electronically are introduced.
Global link that binds us all like a cobweb;
Old and young alike, each enslaved by the web.

God's Children Are Not For Sale

Today our world is threatened by,
An evil that should make us cry.
It’s vicious as a tidal wave,
And involves men who trade in slaves.

Their victims are young girls and boys,
whom they abduct and sell as toys,
to clients who are pedophiles,
Who makes them live in constant dread.

The number of these chaste child slaves,
is more than those who crossed the waves,
in ships with men crammed in the hold
destined to be bought and then sold.

Why is there, not a great outrage,
Against this evil of the age?
Is it because powerful men,
use these children in their playpens?

The God who loves them hears their cries,
Their plight is painful to His eyes.
Those who hurt them are fit to die,
by drowning when the tide is high.

Let all of us join in the fight,
To rid the world of this black blight.
Support the ones who risk the grave,
for every child, they try to save.

We need to let these perverts know,
That we would fight them toe to toe.
Let’s shout it loud, tell without fail,
That God’s children are not for sale.

Girl Child of Millennium

She was a believer until life took away grace from inside her bosom now she is a deceiver!


A receiver of gifts and her body an amusement park for all perverts to lay their dirt upon peace by peace she breaks into the unknown.

Love cursed her to never fall for the right ones her choices got her on one knee trying to seize the one fate chose only for destiny to give her a wake up call.

She woke up to the aroma of the flowers blossoming within her only to realise she lost the sun whilst chasing the stars.

Across the Ocean

Across the ocean 
The abnormal is normalized 
There, where perverts lose shame,
Coming out of the closet, 
 putrid degeneracy seeks renown,
unashamedly, sensuality is stuffed on your throat. 
begging for acceptance by law, 
innocent kids no longer safe,  
a subtle compelling propaganda 
men supposedly intelligent,
advocating immoral identity
urging us all to give up our sanity 
from toleration to acceptance, 
as gradually society degenerates 
I stick to my African values. 
And stand aloof in awe and amazement

Satanology 8 Satan and Jerusalem

Satan can’t leave Holy Jerusalem, 
Rather planning to crowd her with Anselms
But as sooner with warring Salims:
A Theatre of Furnace fueled by felt menace;
Hand-made Arab Bombs for David’s Palace!
Satan is there in Jews’ Holy City
But not there to that idea pity 
Packages that should make God cry ‘’Oh!’’ 
And to Angel Michael ‘’Now, Go!’’
He, Satan, had once met Angel Michael’s sword 
And he is still alive, not with sin bored…
 
How many Sexual Perverts in her?
Satan shall The Number raise next year!
Arrows pointed at God important!
Does it matter each, at last, impotent?

Jerusalem’s Soil not The Most Fertile,
Elsewhere would be found some for a mile;
Satan The Picture makes clamorous 
And Jew-Arab Shooting vigorous.

Food For Thought Ii

There is more to this law than just saving a child’s life.
It’s the governments control of your daughter or wife.
My thoughts on abortion will always be a moot point.
Morality is something only God should anoint.

In an ideal world, our children would be raised right.
There will always be evil that lurks in the night.
There are perverts and rapists, and those who seek power.
We also have the righteous in their Ivory Tower.

Imagine your pregnant wife had a complication tomorrow.
Would you do all that you could, even beg, steal or borrow?
Think of that doctor who just gave you the bad news.
Abortion is against the law, so you must pay your dues.

Your wife and unborn child are now both doomed to die.
There are no exceptions, it’s illegal and that’s why.
Our government shouldn’t dictate, what’s morally right or wrong.
It’s the woman’s choice, and that’s where it should belong!

Spiritual Streaming

Has life ever been cheaper,
When doubting God grows steeper?
Love without justice perverts.
Justice sans morals subverts.
Despite the evil scheming,
God's spiritual streaming.

Doubt your doubts about the Lord.
Confessing them brings reward.
His past acts need reflection.
Remembrance foils defection.
His Providence revealing,
God's spiritual streaming.

So, wait for the end of it-
His faithfulness will acquit.
Remember, He's powerful,
Gathering up baskets full,
After thousands done feeding,
God's spiritual streaming.

Let the fools think they have won,
When God has only begun.
The wicked need to think twice,
Boasting about our demise.
Trusting Him is redeeming,
God's spiritual streaming.

When all has been said and done,
The Warrior-God, His Son,
Fulfills the Davidic reign,
And godliness is great gain.
All bow the knee esteeming,
God's spiritual streaming.

De Intimatio

ON INTIMIDATION

Intimidation
Vexation 
and violence has no place in a democratic world.
Orientation flourishes amongst ignorance and anger.
It also goes for aggression and cowardice.

Aggression doesn't last very long.

People must be free from abuse, intervention or fearfulness.
The use of threats and intimidation to force the opposite sex to submit to excessive sexual actions may be fitting under perverts, but it is never acceptable by normal people.
The common minority have endured incidents of harassment, discrimination, intimidation and violent abuses for decades, often with little hope for justice.

It angers me to see what we humans are like. Are we born to an ideology of violence and intimidation?

Peeping Tom - Bawdy

Two things old Peeping Tom knew for certain,
Only perverts would peek through a curtain
To see the forbidden,
Kept carefully hidden
And one day in prison he'd be hurtin’.

written December 17, 2021

Triathletes and Bull Sharks

She's a triathlete, dialed into an optimal diet.
Of dedication and clean living.
Logging lonely miles down isolated trails.
Where grizzlies and perverts like to dwell.
She bikes upon the veins of a big city.
Cars filled with smart phoners and assorted crazies.
Buzzing within inches of her lean ambitions...
(she has much more faith than me).

She dips into the sea at dawn.
Where the bulls and tigers abound.
Splashing about like a wounded fish.
She's the bravest person I've ever met.
So focused -so oblivious.
It's a miracle she made it to the starting line.
Let alone the finish.

Minister of Strangest Thrills

Poor Q. Pine tucks away all his quills
The ones that give perverts such strange thrills  
   Lovingly caresses them
   Religiously blesses them
Now he's off to see Beverly's Hills

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