Poetry Post 62

The Memorial
Pass the bread pass the wine
In remembrance of a better time
In the Hope to come
The Hope of Jehovah's Kingdom

Christian Leprosy
Christians forgetting to do and wish well
Preaching hatred and fear of a mythical hell
We forget to love as we learn to hate
Showing off piety in a collection plate
As long as we try at all to follow God's Word
Why should any of us be a cast off leper
If Christians want to really cure
They must see what others must endure
You look so well after Christian brothers
But shun the unwed mothers
Each and everyone of us all
Is just another angel bound to fall
But how can one rise up and stand
If no one will reach out and lend a hand
Put your hands out of your pocket
Hold someone else's hand and look out of your socket
The only thing written in God's Plan
Is to love embrace and aid everyman

Homophobia
With AIDS identified we pass judgment on the ill
Not letting them in the army because the immoral shouldn't kill
Syphilis medication can be found in any small town store
But when AIDS was a "gay disease" no one was looking for a cure
And now that the straights get AIDS they kill the faggots manually
Not realizing straights got AIDS straying from monogamy
They're too blind to see the hideous hypocrisy
Of judging homosexuals while permitting misogynist adultery
They allow hetero-hedonism amongst the dorms
But Matthew Shepherd was killed because he lived outside these norms
And no remembers him except spiteful homophobes from Westboro Baptist Church
Who would gladly have him burnt with their Puritan torch
Meanwhile church going women and Midwestern housewives
Have daydreams of soap operas and romance novels dictate their lives
But are so shocked by Ellen's sexuality
They don't notice their ironic mentality
Nor do their husbands sickened by the sodomy
But not their lust, aggression or their gluttony
And not one of them can speak a word against the gays
Unless they change their spiteful hedonistic ways

Post 61 of Poetry

Ill (Haiku)
Bedside laying sick
Lonesome ill and tiresome
Waiting for a cure

Danger
We have pedophiles and racists listed on the internet
But as long as they're still free they're still a threat
As long as criminals live among us we aren't safe yet
Fighting fire with fire only leads to harm
There's no use fighting back with firearms
Destructive power is futile when consumed by panic and alarm
Corporations pollute by tons as we recycle in pounds
There is no sanctuary in the skies, seas or underground
Mother Earth and Her Children are dying all around
From greed, to hate to apathy
We can see how society provides poverty
But as long as you're safe you're blind to the urgency

Political Insincerity
How do you wage war then go home to your wife
How can you casually dismiss other forms of life
How can you eat with their blood on your hands
How can you stand by your God as you break his commands

Poetry Post 60

Pigs-Male Teenagers
We know we are so smart
But that says nothing of our heart
We keep dirty just to keep cool
Ridiculed by some ridiculous fool
They say we're ugly and only fit to die
So they lock us in some smelly old sty
So we just soak in the mud wallowing in pity
Knowing we could be pets if only we were pretty
All we have is filth to keep us happy
But we are condemned never to be free
So why look up to the sky beyond our pain
When you know we will drown looking up at the rain

Lonesome Wolf III
Yet he still wanders across woods and plain
How he yearns to be accepted once again
But then he suddenly finds peace in the silence
And no longer is his loneliness so intense
He sits in the silence of the field of peace
His heartache is now beginning to decrease
The moon and star helped the wolf another way
Just Jehovah helps people so much each and everyday

The Aloof Connection
Do you know what it feels like not to be loved
To be and not be part of
To live in a cycle that'll never end
To be an acquaintance not a friend
To see, to feel, to desire, but never achieve
To have knowledge and be too cynical to believe
To barely exist, just inconsequential mass left to be
Then you have a connection with me

Poetry Post 59

Lost Battles
I am evil I lost to sin
The battle I couldn't win
Was the one I had deep within
Any other battle I could have endured to fight
But I cannot win against the loneliness of the night
There's always another sinful method to deluding yourself to thinking it will be alright
Whether alcohol, marijuana, porn or heroin
Easy outs fooling me within
Are my deadliest sin

Hindsight (Haiku)
What else can I do
I cannot change history
But simply regret

Worthless Man
What more could I be
Sin was borne to me
What right am I to say
I have lost my way
I have lost flavor in my salt
I'm no good save to find some fault
All in all sin is all we are
On the narrow road we can't go far
I try to wash the dirt away
Just to find a man of clay
A Deluge shall come to wash this sin away
When Christ comes on Judgment Day

Poetry Post 58

Protest Violence Without Violence
War protesters fighting in the street
Passive resistance took the backseat
In times so Critical
Both sides hypocritical

Healing
If you seek to vanquish vile vice
Follow humbly friendly advice
All that you lack, is knowing you lack nothing needed
Faith and practice will help you succeed it

Another World
I want to go where I'm treated fair
Where a lover can always be found somewhere
Who will love enough to care
I wish you were with me there

Poetry Post 57

Dear Mr W
Why does W keep flip flopping the war
Al Qaida links, WMDs, liberation what are we killing for
Why are you asking us to kill when you don't fight
A reformed soldier has the greater right
Did you say Jesus gave you the word
Because He said those who live by die by the sword
Why are we killing for rights you suspended from American citizens
Both sides ran by militant religious fanatics then only hypocrisy wins

Ebony
I saw an ebony angel more precious than any idol graven
Two starry eyes gently glaring through a dark heaven
Your presence is divine every moment worth saving
Your kindness and curves would give any man a longing, loving, lusting craving
Perfect measurements immeasurable
Your sweetness and sensitivity are incredible
Your full beauty so unprecedent
Is undoubtly heaven sent

Aftermath
I'm looking back through my path
To see what caused this aftermath
I am looking deep within me
To find a part of me I couldn't see
But where is there to look
To everyone I'm just an open book
But I analyze my mind
To see the part of me I look to find

Poetry Post 56 (and nothing silly to say)

Soldiers Of Jah
Though politically neutral we were caught in its tangle
Genocided, ghettoized, and segregated by a purple triangle
Persecuted by those with the rafter in their eye
It is better to live than to die
But better to be a martyr than a soldier
So by the might of Jah we stand shoulder to shoulder
In our holy battle no sword was lifted nor gun was shot
But the Nazis sent us to the camps to rot
Our only weapons was a Gospel of Love
Preaching and praising our Lord above
Jehovah gave us our soul that he Devil tries to take
In a goal so vain in effort to make us God's name forsake

Miscarriage
Did you feel the baby kick in the womb
Did you see the baby through the ultrasound
We're turning the den into a nursery room
We're decorating it with teddy bears and rainbows all around
If it's a boy we'll name him James
If it's a girl we'll name her Ann
We are buying toys, crayons and family games
We are saving up a college fund that's going as planned
We bought this crib and this carriage
And before it's full born I love full hearted
Until my wife had a miscarriage
And our family was destroyed as quickly as it started

Sane, Safe, Senseless
We all play dumb
To keep ourselves numb
Because the numb can feel no pain
And the thoughtless can't be insane
And so the two together work out
To hide what life is all about