Short Cain Poems
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When Eve was searching for a rib
The Devil led her to a crib
Where Cain and Able
Hatched a stork fable
Creating the very first fib
English actor, Michael Cain -
As a film icon, may he ever reign.
Age 90, rich and retired is he.
He’s had a grand life. Don’t you agree?
This World belong to GOD
You didn't create anything here
God is the creator
He rules this World
Tell Satan that God owns this World
Sons of Satan
The purpose of life is
to discover
the purpose of life
We are the children of Cain
cursed-wanderers all
building towers sky-ward
desperate to be reunited
with our ground-of-being
the echoes of
our hearts' call
never returning
.
cold-hearted punch
came on suddenly. . .
blank expression of
sideways troll
passes by.
passed out microphone
with a body nearby.
inexcusable
soul —
soulless satisfaction. . .
second death sold
to the wandering whorl.
8/19/2019
Designated driver,
your road to end at last
The choice was yours, mistake inured,
your future now your past
Designated driver,
those high beams in your eyes
A haunting name, the lasting blame
—that night your dreams reprise
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)
Have you ever thought about the raising of Cain?
Where did that boy get a rage so completely insane
that he ended up murdering his younger brother?
Did he learn it from his father and mother,
who must've been in such deep, psychological pain
for having caused Eden to go down the drain.
I dream of you from dusk til dawn
Every single night
I write a thousand poems
But none of them sound right
You made me so happy
You never made me blue
But you died before
I got to say "I love you"
I wish ever so much
That I could remain strong
But how do I live without you
Now that you have gone?
One always sees a familiar face
At every international place
So many believe
That Adam & Eve
Were Mum & Dad to the whole human race
Well, now you know that the good guy was slain
By none other than his own brother, Cain
The Good and the Bad
Are like siblings clad
And that's enough to drive parents insane!
The way
of Cain
ever
leads
to pain
anger
so plain
so great
to bear
shouts,
hits out
with
lies
denies
kin's
cries
then
sighs
ill met
marked
forever
with
regret
Let them sleep
Do not let hunters
Into dens creep.
Predator kin predator
Mothers and babes
In your safe harbor
Killed without grace.
Who amongst us
Will let this take place?
It's the man on the throne
With the lobbyists' ear;
Overboard humanity is thrown
As no more dangerous
A predator exists
In our world on this ark than us.
Death twisted history,
guilts conferee
the liar unmasked
revenge by decree
His legions unfurling,
their flag through the smoke
the volunteers hailing,
preserving all hope
With dark days upon them,
no fear to be found
the women, the children,
in place underground
Around every corner,
behind every door
their liberty sacred,
today—evermore
(Warsaw: March, 2022)
The most prolific animal in our Kingdom is the Red Herring.
You don't need to be a "Sherlock Holmes" to figure that out
A Red Herring is a deliberate attempt to divert attention..................."look over there"
Please help control the Red Herring population today.....You can do your part
by opening up your eyes, and exposing the lies.
"It is error only, and not truth, that shrinks from inquiry."
[Thomas Paine ]
Politicians present politicians
To manage our manageability
With the public’s kind permission
Sweet public, you’re just a facility
I can’t choose from the offered content
Can’t be heard by those faces I see
Telling us what they think is important
You may agree with it or disagree
To them we worth less than nothing
Them and us don’t belong to each other
The difference remains contrasting
Politician was Cain, not his brother.
Every thing's cold
And I feel no pain
My feelings have been frozen
Since you went away
God took you
Into his open arms
And now you've passed on
You can come to no more harm
I wish that I'd said
How much I love
But you died before
I could say that to you
Sometimes I feel
Your presence or your ghost
And I feel you touch me
When I miss you the most
You are my angel
You were my love
And one day we'll be together again
In Heaven above
The cane of Cain
So far away from sugar cane
It only shows the sting of pain
Just like a pin in the ring of crane
When rain cease to reign
Pain only uses the cane we give to it
On the giver or on others
It does that at times with fever like a river
And it could be forever
On-till you say it's over and say stop
Pain keeps hopping
while we keep hoping and hurting
You just have to set the time.
Cain killed Abel:
not because Abel is good
not because he's jealous
not because he hate his brother
not because he's more talented than him
not because Abel more muscular than him
not because abel is favourite by his parents
not because abel is more handsome than him
Cain killed Abel:
Because he can't take the favour of the Lord from him.