Short Cain Poems
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A solar halo
Sol Invictus blistering
Or the cross blazing
Burning for roman bloodshed
Who in truth was Cain scheming
Herman Cain was his name
And he headed up a pizza chain
No virtue signaler was he ~
Opened up jobs in the black community
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
The first murdering
It was a crime?
No.
Why?
Did not yet exist
The Ten Commandments.
'Cain is not guilty.'
Said it a judge
it can rock your stand
need a cain in hand
as you walk the beat
gets heat under neat
you need sit on a sheet
with thoses
SORE FEET
A lass who worked in Trump's stable
Got stuck between Cain and Abel
She started to cry
Trump didn't know why
It had to be just a fable
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?
GENESIS IV
The cops claim it is a fable
That Cain killed his brother Abel
He just fell asleep
A little too deep
Beneath the Tower of Babel
A popular Biblical quote
Researchers now claim no one wrote
It may be a fable
That Cain convinced Abel
The past tense of smite is just "smote!"
THERE ARE TWO KINDS OF PEOPLE ON THE
EARTH
THERE ARE PEOPLE OF GOD
ABEL
THERE ARE PEOPLE OF SATAN
CAIN
BUT THERE IS ONLY ONE GOD
JESUS CHRIST
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
Anger empties the human brain
leaves behind the mark of Cain
The face of him who's slammed is drained
~ once-vibrant heart now silenced, slain
Esther: An added edict ended anxiety.
Jacob: Angelic wrangle with an angel.
Adam: Snoring on his side, from his rib came his bride.
Cain: Sibling slaughter
Love and Hatred –
real existence of
Able and Cain!
- October 05, 2018 Chattogram
Honesty and courage
are best entwined together,
like a pillar of virtuosity.
One without the other
is like Cain without his brother,
lost and wandering for all eternity.
There are two kinds of evil men,
There are two kinds of men,
There are the evil men who think they do good,
And the evil men who know they do evil,
I am Cain who killed Abel.
have a look of hate
for heavensake
you can tell
by his smell
he 's not doing well
\some have cain
for walking pain
some hold out a can
as for change theyer not ashame
a
HOMELESS MAN
Love Able.
Ask Adam and Eve.
Ask If they would leave Cain; Alone and lost in the rain
like he left his brother to rot in the open air-
Who said life was fair?
Don't be Cain.
Be loveable.
mabe you in pain
walk on a cain
won't do your thing
to what music brings
mabe one legs good
its under stood
you feel the moves and grove
so go hop be part of the lot
hoot hoot hoot hoot
GET ON THE GOOD FOOT
Once a long time ago
Noah was told by God
to build an ark below
for Mankind was found flawed.
And it'll pour down rain
for forty days and nights
until the sons of Cain
vanish, like snuffed out lights.
you were never there
my brother
when i needed you
but i know you care
because we are blood
and you ain't Cain
that's why i am here
at your darkest
lay your spirit in my hands
and i'll deliver it to the Most High.
You
feed
me from
infancy;
you taught me to walk
so why circumcise my heart mother
your love is like the serpents lie to eve- deceptive
behind these forbidden doors you delivered blow after blow as Cain did Abel
1/8/2019
Writing Challenge
Dear Heart
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)