Short Defamed Poems

I flew above a brood of brats,
like fighting, wailing alley cats;
defamed, I stood there like a dork:
their mother blamed them on a stork!

For Andrea’s I am a stork contest

Birth, unspoken communication: stork...

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Insults tossed like grenades
  Lies slipping easily off his tongue
Interruption instead of discussion
  Dragging his opponent into the dung

I listened astonished, amazed and ashamed
  How America's President his office defamed...

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The Cross is our crutch: we are lamed and maimed,
Crippling sin in our soul,
Defiled and scourged, our faith defamed,
Golgotha our gloried goal.

The Cross is a bludgeon for smiting down
Death in his sable gown.
It’s Roman-hewn and Jesus-borne,
Encircled with blood-flecked thorn....

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The Cross is our crutch: we are lamed and maimed,
Crippling sin in our soul,
Defiled and scourged, our faith defamed,
Golgotha our gloried goal.

The Cross is a bludgeon for smiting down
Death in his sable gown.
It’s Roman-hewn and Jesus-borne,
Encircled with blood-flecked thorn....

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dimitri korchenski commander ukraine, leading the dammed  some men so defamed
Crimes against children as honour to them, sewer frequenters bad tidings bad ends..
No strangers to torture, self glory.. Gory matters it's plain, plain knowledge my friends.'
Yet theres such  a world of deception, in mainstream media and what it pretends.'...

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Evolution changes 
the mind of man

All insight martyred 
for wider scans

The magic filtered
as books proclaim

What facts uncover
and time disdains

Evolution fosters
a weakened soul

Each process stifled
the gist untold

Forever whittled
in narrow canes

Tomorrow empty
—the past defamed

(Dreamsleep: August, 2022)...

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My name defamed, my soul is bruised.
With no proof I’m falsely accused.
My accuser’s believed today.
Lord heal my aching soul I pray.

My soul’s innocent has no shame.
I did not do what they all claim.
How do I disprove what they say?
Lord heal my aching soul I pray.

Cease hate and persecution too.
Let them see the harm they all do.
Trusting the lies she has to say.
Lord heal my aching soul I pray...

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As the hail makes love to the streets
I query its vendetta with I
What had I done to be defamed
By such unforeseen chagrin

The sound ‘tis the climax of the horizon
Echoes that of a violinist scarred by sexual mortification
The harmony plays in quite a lovely manner
Could hook one quickly if not careful

Appeased I sit in a wooden, black chair
And saturate in fine rock refrains
A pacifying compensation if I may say
A scripted version of hell...

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Well versed
    rehearsed
    Best man
    began
    He joked
    provoked
    Each word
    was slurred
    Blah blah
    faux pas
    Defamed
    and shamed
    The bride
    soon cried
    Now crushed
    she blushed
    Red faced
    disgraced
    Without
    a doubt
    He put 
    his foot
    Inside
    his snide
    Wide scouth
    loud mouth
    Not quite 
    contrite
    Ashamed
    he blamed
    His botch
    on Scotch.

    3/ 21/ 2018....

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When the control is in your hand, 
you should know when to stop and when to use, 
no matter what it is: words or weapons.
Otherwise, it will destroy the controller: 
like, someone is stabbing the holder's back 
by bending the holder's hand.

Like, the truth you had said 
thinking the listener is your friend,
but later found that 
they were the people 
who had defamed you by spreading that.

Are people worth trusting?
Doesn't a knife cause you less pain than treachery?...

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