The draft-dodgers who fled and even more
Deserters who abandoned their posts
These are the real heroes of war
They’ve paid their personal costs
Their names will never be known
No obelisks will be erected
Their very existence will be forlorn
Otherwise scorned and rejected
They knew they would be slandered
But by saving their own lives,
They gave the answer to their offenders
Let’s flee, despite of being despised
It’s a senseless slaughter for false ideals
Of politicians with high morality
To whom people’s lives aren’t a big deal
Who dream about their own immortality
Let their faithful armchair analysts snap
They never fight wars only talk a lot
Patriotism fits well with a nap
One snore away from the hot spot.
The turtle sighed,
"You're going to take too long, aren't you?"
He slandered—yet, not exactly a lie—
The sloths eyes slowly began peer into the distance
As it gathered thought to forge reply
The turtle died
The sloth eyes slowly grew wide—
Not again;
Another friend,
Inhaling deep to sigh
I got crashed; I became crashed;
There must be some reason;
I endured when I was lashed;
Still, all slandered me of treason.
I get flown by the Pilot,
Who, too, succumbed with me;
Tooth and nail he had fought,
But who won was destiny.
It’s a world that’s too strange,
Of course, in the negative way;
Slaughter is beyond my range;
I can’t even think of it any day.
Sometimes, I become free,
Free to have a vivid voice;
None can escape from destiny
That snatches our each rejoice.
None ever thank me for my aid,
When they approach their destination;
In dire disgrace I am laid;
Well, there’s no procrastination.
I lost my all; I lost my life;
I failed to land on London;
Humanity’s too full of strife;
All, all become too undone.
How could I save them all?
I, too, had to die in the crash;
I took off; then I did fall;
Then occurred the brutal lash.
It’s too easy to blame on me, right?
Well, I won’t justify my innocence,
Because I was bereft of any might
That could arouse our prudence.
The tragic end haunts my spirit still;
Is there none, none to mourn on me?
Like a candle, I did try all to fill
Up, but…again … destiny!
We feel stepped on,
We feel left out,
We feel not loved,
We feel alienated,
We feel insulted,
We feel hurt,
We feel betrayed,
We feel hated,
We feel alone,
We feel slandered,
We feel distant,
We feel left out,
And all those feelings
Make us feel worthless.
Fury of cage,
Forbade him from rage.
For he knew he was in pain,
Which gave him joy from the sorrowest gains.
Deemed to be horrid,
Demise from torrid.
He was slandered,
For the world’s a foul stage.
Scowled, dreaded, hated,
For the lack of unamounted goal.
Jokes, what happens to you’re bowl,
When you chose to find beauty in horrid ghouls.
All you’ll taste is, are the fouls you’ve committed.
Punished for nothing and sacrificed
For the sake of its murderers vanity
They victimized you to satisfy
Their own uplifting insanity
What was the subliminal god's reaction?
Seems he wasn’t too pleased with that
So quoting Mick Jagger, no satisfaction
Has appeared as a matter of fact
Mortal sins have exceeded all expectations
The worst get unlimited power
The wise have diluted in million variations
Their wisdom, to build more glass towers
The poor peaceful animal is unremembered
Under hassles and troubles of things
Kindness of the humble ones has been slandered
Evil thrive on the order it brings
What now, how about satisfaction
Where’s that god, is he not far around?
Pandora is setting up box production
And that scapegoat still falls on the ground.
pretension
i feel out of my depth
i see your eyes
yet i am deluded
I thought I were the mast
but now I lay squalid
Yet I am a witness
to your elective behaviour
will you ever change
I tried to ask myself
but you slandered me
So peace and love era has gone, I remember it was
Ridiculed and forgotten - for the sake of what good, that came later?
What exactly was hindered so much that govt had to impose
Technological hell for the domestication of anything greater?
But how could peace and love interfere with impressive achievements
Of the modern technologies, or the economical dues?
I can’t find a credible answer that really withstands
A simple question above, telling me inconvenient truth
Were political animals so full of s..t that they saw
A deadly threat to the production of conflicts and wars
If peaceful and loving approach will be spreading out more
So they slandered all hippies and those whom they couldn’t endorse
Have a look what achievement we’ve got, what’s the current agenda
Who on earth would acclaim that its what the humanity’s for?
Once they stopped peace and love, now the message returns to a sender:
Those who ridiculed peace, pay our money to ridicule war.
In times where eyes are fixated at your sins,
judgment trolls in deceptive double standards.
When pointing fingers nobody really wins,
there's no joy in being defamed and slandered.
Swimming in an aquarium full of fins,
sharks will bite your flesh then leave you abandoned.
Scars will bleed with pain making you feel brittle,
hard hearts will laugh with insults that belittle.
Afraid of exposure honest souls retreat,
when their character's stereotyped by lies.
Frenemies hide behind a mask of deceit,
their envy is an embarrassing disguise.
Decline the pedestal they place on your feet
emancipate from enslavements that chastise.
Stay clear from those who act like a spirit thief,
growth from ignoring spite gives you self belief.
I stumbled quietly into the land they gathered together in glee, Reasons.
They continuously slandered and sneered at me, Reasons.
Without ceasing, Reasons.
They pretended to want to be my friend only to obtain information to use
against me, and smudge my name, Reasons.
My identity was retrieved and for what purposes? Reasons.
Violated physically, mentally, and misunderstood verbally was it intentional?
Reasons.
Labeled and placed in someone else's boxes, Reasons?
On high alert, for these Reasons.
The chaos spins like wild tornados
Here, there, on the land everywhere
Disease, war, hatred, chemical weapon
Money is flying in darkness like confetti
Captured by criminals who have demands
Deaths reported daily, now loss of wildlife
Humanity is attacked viciously in every way
The future falters on weak, shaky ground
Days turn into survival, filled with defense
Truth is buried by corrupt liars with messages
Truth tellers who are trying to help, slandered
Evil is literally spreading like a tidal wave hit
It takes courage to pursue goodness against bullies
Hold on tightly to your faith, pursue your purpose
Time is limited amidst loss as seasons change
Love and love some more, wherever you can
Soon through the retreating cold, crocus will bloom
With colors from the love of God to woman and man
2/27/23
Entry for Strand Permiere Contest No 1192 Sponsor: Brian Strand
Set up character slandered was it a setup? Affirmative mission
accomplished, guards have let down trust betrayed setup delivered
into the hands of the unknown suspect. Setup and double-crossed
by a confidant, She set me up with a gun pointed directly at my head
by the suspect, Trust broke, Heart is heavy, judgment foggy delivered
to the suspect unwillingly, Processing this action, mending these pieces
to the puzzle emotionally and self-reflecting on a daily healing one day
at a time this too will pass.
There is no poet monster and no killer of dreams.
Some people have imaginary visions, or so it seems.
All the trolls and bullies are gone, except for one,
who continues spinning webs of lies, never done.
No poison snake slithers inside these poetry halls.
No toddler antics committed, but for one who bawls,
crying out about leaders on lists, not being humble.
Boo hoo and hiss, with a pen this one does grumble
With references to "him" and "his" it's plain to see,
the one being slandered stands when he has to pee.
Bitterness runs rampant through veins of cold blood
and malicious words pour forth in an angry flood.
It's a shame this good man has been falsely accused,
but his mind and spirit remain unscathed, not bruised.
His soul is not empty and many call him 'my brother.'
Acrid words don't hurt him when penned by another.
Mildness is a virtue he shows many, without a doubt.
He doesn't look down on others with a haughty snout.
So, Milt, I am proud to be among those you call 'friend,'
and pity the one who besmirches you, trying to offend.
She thinks she completely invisible..
Truth be told, I've always known.
Always lurking in the background..
Live your own life and leave me alone..
Kindly mind your own business..
Every dog shall have its day.
Rivals we will always be..
Tanya do you want to play?
And as you slandered me last year..
Now the table has greatly turned.
You will never know me through my poetry..
And its obvious you have never learned.
Ever had someone hate you cus they liked you and they wanted more than they ever got too, when they obsess and don’t let it go so they put you down to every person they know.
Did they have authority a superiority allowing dishonourable behaviour so often so horribly, they slandered your name bullied you insane and when you complain the rest doubt the same
When you discover who’s really on your side, and you simply suffer whilst they claim you lied, and you end up sacked committing suicide, that’s my experience based on this life, only to be saved when there’s a concern, and they all want to help you out in return, but the damage caused is the lesson you learn, burning bridges ensuring they burn, people are fake forget their mistakes call it your fate become people you hate, then they act confused because you are not you the person they knew the one who they used, have you been let down by everyone you have known now lost and confused all on your own and life is full blown depressed in the zone, and there’s no reason to advance no reason to be, there’s just no chance that you’ll be happy, you don’t even question if it’s just me, you see people as evil as humanitY
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