Short False Belief Poems
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DRUGS
Duping myself with that false belief for the
Recreational using of these mind altering
Until I find myself slipping from my sanity
Gripped by the uncontrolled insanity they
Say that I can't survive without them I fear
the lore of the
veiled remark
created a
false belief
to well up
inside the heart
of the hopeful soul
who's only wish was
reconciliation
creating within
the soul an unfounded
sense of blind hope
for a brighter future
that never came to pass
Living with you in peace the rest of our lives
Opposed false belief to be faithful to Jesus Christ
Voice of God will continue tackling our enemies
Escape the tricks of liars in our lives and continue being the best.
Written March 01/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris
Sometimes,
the very best informed
remain the most naïve
Cronkite
in 1963,
“Oswald Was The One”
The Mob sat back
and licked their chops,
“Bobby’s Finished Now”
As millions mourn
in false belief
—and Warren to mislead
(Crazy Horse Memorial: Black Hills South Dakota, September, 2021)
Panic not yee nervous sense
for i'm not here by notice intense
bold yee not for thy belief
no quest but fact of eve
night have not hired thee
yee hired eve for a false belief
so come on dance
your wealth has fans
o thou art sense
buried in one fence
no blame for thee
has put belief in me
Denial will get you no-where, a dead end road
A false belief, hanging on untied string
It keeps you from uplifting and living fully
It prevents genuine care, not the fire burning
It restricts truth and contiuously badgers your soul
When it all caves in, there is no use complaining
- Denial built the bridge that fell -
Heidi Sands
4/12/26
(C)opyright
Extract unhappiness
From chamber danger in your heart;
No seething grief will bring relief
As poison forms from bitter false belief
To further flourish soaked in salt-tear flood
Where blackened blooms consume imagination;
That one eternal cause of being,
A singularity of truth
Alive in this and every universe,
But it might flee and leave you here to grieve
With one who's grief is done -
Till you become as death.
How far can we carve into matter?
Sell bogus dreams, ourselves, our love?
How long can we pretend
And bring new generations on this planet
In three thousand years
Of civilization
There has been three hundred
For peace
But not a real peace
Just a preparation, a breath
For war
How long can we ignore
Our tribe and what lies inside
Religion divides the masses
With false belief, a false coin
That the individual has not achieved
To find Truth
You have to stake your life