¦¦¦ the ¦¦¦¦¦¦ French depart
Like ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ Bonaparte,
Swarming ¦¦¦ with ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ venomous vitality.
Over ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ Brighton and Bulgaria,
¦¦¦¦ violating Belgian neutrality.
¦¦¦ the injured Prussian may
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ say
"Why, ¦¦¦ be so small a nationality
Since ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
Bolivia and Belgravia,
Are bursting with ¦¦¦ Belgian neutrality."
By ¦¦¦¦ Alliteration
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ trace this curious nation,
¦¦¦ respect this ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ scattered Principality;
When you see a B in Both
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ take your Bible oath
You are violating Belgian neutrality.
(Blackout of The Latest School by G K Chesterton)
He's a common man
A man on a mission
Not to cause commotion
But to give liberation
He lives a simple life
Because he got integrity
Fighting against principality
Even when he owns no property.
He's a common man
He's always teaching not preaching
Saying man is the life of lives
Unity is not uniformity
We all got our paths
The reason we emerge
Striving and thriving until we depart.
He's a common man
The commissioner of good vibes
Never take bribes
Even if you're his tribe
He's no that type
This is not a hype
He always says;
Variety is the spice of life
Don't you ever disparage anyone.
Family programs used to abuse me
Relationship programs used to abandon me
Friendship programs used to outcast me
Resource programs used to hinder me
Society programs used to influence me
Institutional programs used to distort me
Principality programs used to discredit me
Municipality programs used to harass me
Mass media programs used to haunt me
Religious programs used to control me...
I am standing with healed wounds,
I am stronger the expected,
I am wiser without a doubt,
I am present without resentment,
I am fearless, brave and powerful
I am free.
No principality shall stand,
for God is ruler of this land.
Lord help us root for all that's right,
as we wrestle, each day and night.
Humble thyself before the Lord,
lay down your weapons at thy door.
Put on the whole armour of God,
stand firm in Christ, against all odds.
Buckle thy belt upon thy waist,
it shall be truth, that you sayeth.
Place thy great, righteous breastplate on,
and shoes of peace to walk there-on
Pick up thy shield of faith with pride,
boast only in the Lord, our guide.
Take Salvation's helmet of hope,
and Spirit's sword, the Word of love.
And now complete with armour on,
go forth my friends, disciple on!
And have no fear, be not dismayed,
for Jesus Christ, our ransom paid.
02.28.2024
What if each of us are the Avatar
of a reason to be.
A type of firmament principality.
Of what is, in expression of personified- inalienality.
A manifestation, of a kiss, bliss, a smile,
pregnancy, fomentation.
A certain romantic look to the sea.
What I feel is, everyone has a reason to be.
That, is a beautiful thing,
in standing, ovation.
Dr. Yaya has the whole town in his pocket
Apart from being a strong member of the ruling cabinet
He's a super merchant in oil and fine gold
Sadly he's never being the people's stronghold
In his sixty years of being in politics
He's being a negative influence and a merchant of tricks
He's the force the government uses to direct a blow
Because he's always being the people's foe
This principality has his mansion built on a hilltop
Where the youths in the hill town can't have a problem and stop
The day he became ailing because he fell in his bathroom
Marked the beginning of his doom
Because his condition became his enemies tool
They took his stool and cornered him like a village fool
Who in want of wisdom threw his shoes in a well
His barefootedness will surely make people marvel
Charity they say begins at home
When you go to farm remember that you'll return home
The merchant of crude behaviours
Died without any honors
Even the members of his family
Didn't bury him delightfully
And after burying their unguided relative
No one could resist the people as they dance on his grave.
As this mad, mad world turns on a bedeviled tilt,
empirical evidence suggest
compassionate global warming regret
has gotten the cold shoulder
Scoffers with frostbitten hearts
buoy iceberg lies
Titanic size
Alternate spin facts
submerge the meltdown truth
Letting only half-life decay utterances
be the doubt-filled vapor proof
Hidden double-crossed deceit
runs dark principality deep —
Veiled villainy ain’t how it should be
Connived highly classified
camps of coin concentrated thievery
Where vox false profits
filthy lucre soil the bottom line sheet
Vexed minds rolling thumbs down on a troubled axis;
pandemic anxiety,
fretting continually
over premature burial thoughts
Death debt collector
want delinquent souls to pay their Grim Reaper taxes
The pauper field bleeds pawn puppet many
Yet, ill misfortune still
duly befall rook parrots of publican plenty
Equitable death is really a hollow, pale victory curse noted —
Same coffin justice ain’t how it blessed should be
Would this wobbling world take a naked pause tear coated ...
empathetic rest could cure the work of evil deeds
Like Eden
Wales to me begins with my first visit
to the great castle.
It was then that my appetite was whetted.
Positioned in the northeast corner,
a lookout, no longer strategic,
it rests perfectly in a place
ordained by the highest voice.
It’s sits atop this lush principality,
where tradition are revered and
tended to like Eden.
Modern and traditional, its people alone
decide in which villages time moves
and at what speed.
I can’t read the signs - the village name -
in which I’m told the dd sounds like th.
But I’m glad they don’t cater to
my American eyes.
It’s enough that they
depart their traditional tongue
to guide me.- in a heavy, appreciated accent.
I walk, just to immerse myself.
The twisting roads, the kneeling sheep,
the stone walls that have no beginning
or end.
The head shakes slowly for a lack of words.
If God told me to go somewhere and
wait for Him, I’d stay right here
in this northern village,
where already, I feel closer to Him.
Brain and Body with Personality
We have both brain, body and personality;
Combined with our soul make us a reality;
What I realized,
Of life comprised;
Heaven and world are Trinity's principality.
Jim Horn
Trump Should Be Impeached
We never knew what Trump intended;
When comprehended always offended;
Surely real prude;
Orange shower viewed;
Should be impeached and term ended.
Jim Horn
CHIMERA
An angel in the garden
The heart held from heaven
Your stormy clouds obscure the moon
A mosaic of darkness
Like the blacks of her eyes
A gardian of principle
The only principality is pain
Trapped within a maze passed midnight
Caught in the chaos. simple.
subterfuge. Delayed.
end.
Feb 10th 2017
By Joel Thornton
I'm in GOD ("Image")
A MAN from EARTH in "Genesis"
BIRTHED an given on Earth "Dominion"
FLY like I'm a Archangel, My Virtue, is "Dominion"
This the BEGINNING of my ("Redemption")
I'm Confident, I'm Contentious, I'm Contented, "Conspicuous"
Glory the "Consequences"
I'm a PRINCE with a Principality In ("Reality")
Living in Mortality until "Immortality"
Playing LIFE like it's Virtual Reality like it's ("Virtuosity")
I'm Coming up Vertical with "Velocity"
Im too being"Godly" I write my "Autobiography" Godly "Philosophies" I Speak "Honesty" Amongst lying "Theologies" I'm a "Prodigy" For seeing my "Prophecies"
I'm a King like King "Kami" I see the falls of all my "Rivalries"
Slow and steady wins the race,
Little by little,a life builds,
Moment by moment,time walks,
Age to age,I'll grow.
Learning a little everyday.
And not spending all my time in play.
And still inside me,this rule shall dwell;
For what is worth doing is worth doing well.
I'll do well,whatever I'm to do.
Slow and steady,I'll learn to know,
The supremacy of knowledge of long ago,
The principality of wisdom of time.
And in days to come,we shall see,
That life will be better for me.
The morbid law of the rigid
It is a principle for the principal
A belief that holds the total
The standard not for the normal
Above reproach, beyond nominal
A law for the feeble and mortal
A rule of tyranny and inflexibility
Found in a principality
Observed as a quality
Anything besides is nullity
Transgress, face penalty
Regress, become nonentity
Redress, labeled mediocrity
Resolute, named superiority
Meek, called inferiority
Compromise, cast as frailty
Opinions equated to profanity
Fairness shunned as evil and vanity
Rationale is called disdain
Don’t drift, remain
Don’t shift, sustain
Don’t twist, maintain
Don’t lift, retain
That’s the law for the deprived
The morbid law of the rigid
The earths just one big trash can
Gets pushed up into a mountain
The oil spills, the whacked out pills
Look how we're surrounded
Land of decree, home of decay
Stopping tomorrow to deal with today
Mixed up messages mixed up minds
All of these questions, all of the time
Going to bury my head in the sand
Going to run as fast as i can
Not going to follow the plan
The plan it is a scam
Not going to work
Just want your brain to hurt
Just want your heart to squirt
It's a drop dead reality
Stuck in this cavity
Surrounded by catastrophe
Acting diplomatically
Making the brutality the reality
Glorifying fatality
Pull our minds out of the gutter
There is still more to discover
We will stand tougher
Smother the sucker
Let us restructure
The strategy practically destroyed the galaxy
Demoting our nationality, we won't live unhappily
Improve our mentality, principality, constitutionality, heterosexuality, and confidentiality
Actively attracted me to your mind
Maddened me
Saddened me
Made me blind
wouldn't you rather win, would you rather lose
succeed than fail
rise above than get left behind
wouldn't you rather love
and not be hurt
laugh and not not be weary
cry but tears of joy
be happy without sadness
creeping around the corner
wouldn't you rather be rich than poverty
stricken
quiet than to voice most opinions
wouldn't you rather be positive than let negative
overwhelm you
it all a choice
individual principality
the way life is
without questions, without definite
nothing is concrete until you add
the main ingredients.
ChloeJames 2014
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