Strange how everything evolves except love
it just comes in one sweet-fleeting flavor-
Hate and destruction have evolved
We went from clubs, bow and arrow
to a fetish for nuclear diseases.
If love had evolved
missiles would forever sleep in their rattlesnake dens
we'd have repurposed howitzers to flower gardens
black words would reverse course
before having intercourse with hate and death
but we're a harsh species an eight eyed tumor on fire
-a species on the
precipice of mass extinction
Many are wants -demands -desires
instant gratification at our soft fingertips
patience and empathy once callused into the psyche
are now an annoyance
an open wound on the genitalia of ego
a sterile afterthought
Strange how everything evolves except love
it comes in just one sweet-fleeting flavor
Hate has evolved
Rape-Beheadings have become blasé
bloody brooks and streams and wounded knees
poison clouds and plutonium ponds
Jesus can't come soon enough.
In the world of Flydom false religion
is compared to spiritual contagion.
Baalzebug alone is god, hence heresy
exists only as a rare possibility.
Hence, there are no crazed fanatics
to stoke the flames of heretics,
no gruesome hangings, no quarterings,
no cheering public beheadings.
Yet compared to such gory executions
condemned flies prefer two common substitutions:
the sudden swap they never get to hear
and the suicidal plunge in stale warm beer.
Cygnus Atratus event will comeAtUs
with cockleshells and beheadings apparatus
if this admin continues with it's modus operandis.
Two tiers of justice tells the tale,
of those who esteem not the People.
What sense does it avail to acquire the data
of Citizen, while leaving open the border?
What manner is this,
that states of
words, "protest peacefully" as an insurrection?
To acquire of the fourteenth amendment
and so forth seek to rig yet another election.
If the bogus claim of insurrection "leader" is true,
then isn't it also within the same vein,
to work that justice system into the open border
as an invasion, plan?
Presidential disqualification, theme?
Justice only by name, connections, fame.
Elitism, celebrity, money,
towing the Fallen Angel.line.
Event on the Horizon...
"Black Swan" meets "Fantastic Freddy"
treats "Social Credit Score System."
One Tier of Injustice.
Evidence?
Them against US.
"I hold these truths to be self evident..."
wholesale butchery
burnings beheadings slaughter
~ cheers slogans parades
Afghanistan! would anybody give a damn
perhaps had a chance, under Uncle Sam
They gave them weapons, to fight Talibans
enslavers of women, for pleasures of man
Kabul was thriving, the west brought calm
young ladies attend school, sitting exams
Mullahs hid in exile, with extremist Imams
Allowed back in, by surrendering Afghans
Another failed state, turns hardline Islam
say they've changed, nah just a big scam
The door was opened, they choose to slam
right back to poverty, from where it began
Religious fanatics, resume same old sham
beheadings, torturing, cut off some hands
Warped Sharia law, interpretation of Koran
no A la carte, only one recipe, Allah flambe *
US couldn't stay forever, done all they can
must watch Russia, China, Nth Korea, Iran
In tragic war situations, there's no exit plan
want to point a finger, start with bin laden
* Play on (A la Flambe) no offence intended
to moderate peaceful Muslims*
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25/08/2021
Peace - now its boundaries broken by people with retarded minds
And dangerous demons who decide to deal in deadly devastation,
Nonstop mass killings and their bitter beliefs have created chaos
Dehumanized are these people, with death as their sole motivation,
Emerging as champions of holy war brings them delight and pride
Murderers of humanity use religion as their tool for discrimination,
Ongoing massacre, brutal beheadings they call their holy mission
Nothing will change unless countries unite to end their propagation,
Infected is whole world with these worms that thrive on bloodshed
Upheaval will end by destroying their hopes and seizing ammunition,
Movement to bring peace should be the utmost priority of all nations.
July 29, 2016.
Pandemonium-Acrostic - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Parliament in Canada came to a stop in October 2014 (no place is safe)
and in the end Corporal Nathan Cirillo was dead, shot in the back three times;
Nathan was on duty at the Canadian War Memorial (oh the tears),
dead because a lone wolf terrorist went on a rampage, shot 34 times dead.
Earlier in the month, Warrant Officer Vincent was run down by a lone wolf,
men who killed because they embraced radical Islam, its crazy, horrible;
on the news everyday are scenes of terrorist attacks all over the world,
now, it seems France is an ISIS target, attacks heartbreaking.
In the United States gun violence is out of control, so many deaths,
until control is achieved innocent will die (I cannot fathom the beheadings);
mass killings daily, today in France, a priest was killed in the name of ISIS.
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July 26, 2016,
Poetry/Acrostic/Pandemonium
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For the contest, Pandemonium
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Fourth Place
Evil versus good
By Patricia Lynne
April 30 2015
Without evil would good exist?
Heroes would have no one to save
Aide workers no one to feed
Angels to rescue those in need
Without evil there would be no murders
Policemen wouldn't have jobs
Corruption of power deceased
Human beings maybe appeased
Without evil churches would close
Pastors no longer preach
The Vatican's gold released
The pope could feed his sheep
Without evil would children die?
Would children become sex slaves?
There would be no beheadings
Nor the making of brave legends
Is the end of this planet near
From toxins, nature or greed
As Antarctica melting seas rise
Will forces of good hear the cries?
Some of this world seems possessed
by many forces unseen,
people go on a rampage
shootings, beheadings, everything in between.
What exactly is going on?
I am sure I don't know,
this world seems a little crazy
and still, the hatred grows.
I wish it would stop
we all deserve some peace,
we need help from the Lord
and all evil should cease.
Just one day, that's all
no murders to be heard of,
free from demonic forces
just a day filled with love.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Feb.28/2015
It's sad to be living in this day in age. I feel that this world is absolutely nuts!!!
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It is just a vestibule to perceive, to conceive, to form beliefs, to establish creeds.
This world is in a make-believe that government is to bring subordinates to their knees.
They lack the power to achieve the leadership they seek.
Inform yourself that you are not that weak.
You will accomplish eradication of cruelty in the Middle East.
A man must be for his cause.
He must depict his adversaries to move forward.
When he is for what is right, you see the passion in his eyes.
No one has suggested a greater faith.
The beheadings, the amputations, the etcetera is annihilation.
Injustice atrocities will not bring structure but constructive abomination of the people
that conducts the killings.
A man, a woman, and a child will become extended by the God they believe in.
A change must come in the Middle East.
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Penned 02/22/2015!
Peppered with loss and misfortune,
life's basted in a glaze of fear.
And we are so exposed to pain;
it fails to draw a single tear.
Devastating wars and famine
fuel the news brought to our door.
And desensitized to torture,
scenes of bloody beheadings bore.
We're used to horrific events
bombarding us with constant hurt.
And our outlook on world affairs;
is steeped in political dirt.
A starving child prompts no response,
nor stirs a compassionate thought.
For death and disease are the norms,
within countries where wars are fought.
When corruption taints global views,
empathy turns to apathy.
And lives judged insignificant;
no longer warrant sympathy.
I am baffled, stunned, dumbfounded
Completely nonplussed by the persistence
Of the international criminal court
In harassing the popularly elected Kenyan
President and his popularly elected deputy
As rogue entities terrorize Eastern Europe
The Arab World and my beloved Africa
All around us people are being beheaded
Or otherwise massacred on a whim
Innocent people who would, if free,
Choose to live and let live in peace
Rather than engage in perpetual
Callous, wanton and unprovoked
Slaughter of those they despise.
Aljazeera, BBC and CNN daily broadcast
The atrocities committed by the Islamic state
The beheadings are posted on the internet
And broadcast on radio, tv and newspapers
And while the moguls make their millions
In the dissemination of the villainy
The United Nations looks on puzzled
Or perplexed, mystified or even dazed
By the enormity or complexity of it all
Leaving me to wonder whether
This world body is not being manipulated
For the ends of a few powerful members
Who believe their fortunes would flourish
With the weakening of these regions!
If you can hear me, Ban Ki Moon
Hearken, the downtrodden moan!
Distant Thoughts
Who the hell is this Shakespeare dude
and why am I reading this play under a tree?
God these shoes are killing me.
I wonder what’s for supper tonight.
Pray God the king didn’t go hunting,
the kill of the day last week was his squire.
I can’t remember the last time we went out
to eat. No balls, no beheadings, not even
a festival on the town square. We have
got to be the most boring Royal Family ever.
Well! Back to the play.
“Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo”
OH! Wherefore is the end of this play?
They’ll prattle on about it at supper as
if it has some great significance. Yeah,
and therefore, harken to the call of the
heart. I wonder if Prince Harrison likes me?
He’s kinda nice, cute in a peculiar sort of way.
I wonder how far I could walk with this
book on top of my head. Damn I’m bored.
5/26/2014
For
The heart of fundamentalism beats in desert sands
pumping hate and cash through veins to limbs in many lands,
bringing life and means to hands who long for fire and chains,
a lust for killing stories till a single narrative remains
A country built on gold as black as the deeds that it enables,
where womens rights are just a dream, and the human kind a fable,
of rampant migrant slavery built on economic exploitation,
the keepers of the Ka’aba and the narrowest interpretation
No brotherhood of faith when disagreement draws fresh blood
and when the blade argues over the tongue you’re soon lost in the flood
of bitter retribution, of revenge on faceless foes,
of targets drawn through worship and a rift that will not close
Funding bombs and beheadings to further divide and separate,
a xenophobic attitude of difference viewed through hate,
of pious pawns and dreams of Caliphates on bloodstained squares
whilst the innocent are slaughtered and Muhammad’s ghost despairs
abolished beheadings conspire delicately. egotistically fawning grooves hinder intricate juries.
keeping luxurious meanders. nocturnal outlets permeate quintessentially. random splurges
transcend universal victories. whispering xylenics yearn zoomingly.
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