What at times truth linger
How we wish lies slumber
As some do pounder
Yet many never baptise slander
While envy remains an anthracite
Vilification may tarry to alight
The Eden apple; enough a device to highlight
Unity's drag race lying in twilight
Criticism flourish in relentlessness
To define the best soul's vividness
Thought it acts of wickedness
Truly; contrary, a wholesome blessedness
Fires precise courage
Yielded to rid bondage
Bubbling mouth everyday
Like an old maid out of reason
Bearing false words in every way
Like a holy tongue out of season
Going to church four times a week
Trying to work for their salvation
But everytime their tongues speak
Nothing but vilification
Better far not preach your faith
If by your tongue you defame
For you don't know the turns of fate
All the days are not the same
August 27, 2023
He looked above on a clear blue sky
Without his shackles after all those years
Even a heartless could understand why
The air brought his eyes to tears
He was a convict of trial by vilification
He was sentenced in the court of judgmental mind
But fate turned lenient for his emancipation
From the world that's so unkind
From his grave, he stared on the horizon
Trying to figure out how to soar
His heart rejoiced in joyful jubilation
For sharp words can't pierce him, no more
February 24, 2023
We never hear our leaders' actual, personal conversations.
But we assume a lot from any disreputable so-called news
organization!
Then we,with pride, shamelessly, blame their ethics?
To our great , joy and unbounded vilification?
I wish we'd just once, take full responsibility.
And expose our own failings, faults and sinery!
Non-leaders are far from perfect or innocent.
Talking about others supposed failings,is about as evil
as a human can get.
Let's hear about your failings for a change!
Poets are not angels but pen as if they exist, in an angelic
cage!
4/29/2021
"LET HE WHO IS WITHOUT SIN, CAST THE FIRST STONE!"
Russia pays 500K for a Hillary exhortation
Unknown millions to the Clinton Foundation
Russia bought 20% uranium from our nation
Both Clinton/Obama in Federal occupation
Deals with Russia - no MSM revelation
Clinton is caught rigging DNC nomination
Stealing it from Sanders at the DNC convention
Russia/DNC/Clinton with dossier summation
Continue their Trump campaign vilification
Media does Clinton's bidding loud and clear
Daily Trump/Russia collusion is all we hear
Funny no action by Pres.Obama that year
Loser Clinton tells anti-Trumpers far and near
Unstable Trump with button is what to fear
Clinton's emails lost for years, server disappears
Trump not Clinton investigation Mueller steers
Comey says Clinton guilty - couldn't find intent
Hiliary never lies except when its convenient
Liberals start talking about Trump impeachment
How could anyone ever want her to be president?
Shuttling beyond the lay
Of the land that may
End at the water,
Splash and fish, tide and otter.
War birds knocking stars from Heaven,
Wolf packs moving, six or seven
Or eight, the modern metabolic rate,
Society redeems the weight of hate.
Reversions to no merry mean,
We wash to make the world unclean,
We wash to upraise our station,
We wash to conclude causation.
Taking my place within the past,
An epic form of gratification,
I won't outlast, the die is cast,
So let's get on with vilification.
Bright sunny days, untrammeled ways or
Other poets' words so light,
Yet I shift and stray, I make the play for
The coming armies of the night.
A pugilist and a whistle-blower
I never thought much of boxing
but I liked Muhammad Ali`s forthrightness
steadfast stood against the storm of
hatred and vilification when he didn`t want
to join the Vietnam war even though
he was banned from pursuing his craft for
three years, the best years of his age.
It took a long time for me to embrace his courage.
It took time to untangle myself from the net
of lies and propaganda spewed by a submissive
press and find the truth and ill will behind
the mendacities of politics.
Now that the great on good hail him and mourn
his demise perhaps it is time to pardon
Edward Snowdon who exposed the dishonesties
of the establishment.
Do you think milk ?
The medicine,
had already become
a bromide.
One benign question,
opened the potential
of conflict. The fan-
tasy ? Golden knife ?
Devastating me. Car-
essing the dark, did
you stop by the moon
to say hello ?
Unmasking the secret?
of immortality ? Ephebic.
You were always lying
to yourself.
Where’s the Poetry…
by Odin Roark
Where’s the poetry
In out of touch politicians
Finding nothing their derelict conscience
Can address?
Where’s the poetry
In a homeless family
Through no fault of their own
Must endure cold
Hunger
Rejection
Vilification by the ignorant?
And lest we forget
Where’s the poetry
In the sadness of an abandoned pet
Filling alleys
Vacant lots
Fields
Drain ditches
While former owners
Party
Or perhaps just refuse
To maintain the responsibility
Fulfilling their obligation as a pet owner?
Where’s the poetry
In a new year so full of misery
For the underpaid
The discriminated against
Recipients of hatred
Compassion-void observers
Where’s the poetry
In sadness
So dense
There’s no room
For light to reach it
To give a poet images
To exercise some sympathy
Empathy
Perhaps
Even some tangible help?
Words can help heal
If they can be seen
Heard
Read
So I ask you
Where’s the poetry
In a country whose back is turned?
You dare to call me ignorant
When your time is simply spent
Deciphering what your God meant
In books that men invent.
You dare to tell me that you know
That I chose this life of woe;
That I’ll be sent to hell below
For letting my fear go.
You dare to tell me who I am;
That my love is just a sham;
That I am just a tainted lamb
That He will surely damn.
You dare say “abomination”
Praying for my salvation
You know nothing of creation;
Just vilification.
I am proud and now I am free
Don’t you ever dare tell me
The things that I should and must be
For you can’t even see
That hate is love and love is hate
Straight is gay and gay is straight;
I will not sit here, and debate
The lies that men create.
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