Cornered

Cornered                9/26/2018

The soulless fly blind

Like a moth to a flame

Anything for money

And anything for fame.

Creatures without a conscience

Will do anything to win

Brazen, shameless

Cunning and cruel. 

Happy to lie

And willing to kill

Snuffing out the truth

Anyway they can. 

Shameless, shallow

Obnoxious and rude

Accusing others

For they have done.

Easy to predict

But hard to get rid of

The roaches in the dark

Scrambling for a crack. 

See them run

And see them lie

Anything for leverage

And anything for power. 

Diseased souls

Have no heart

Always trying to fill

What they do not possess. 

Flinging themselves

They bow down to Satan

Bloody hands

And bloody mouths. 

Dangerous when cornered

And envious of the good

Always looking for a chance

To kill or maim. 

From hell it comes

And to hell it leads

Doubled over

And doubled down. 

But end it will

Dead in its tracks

Run down

And run over. 

A runaway train

Like an iron rod

From heaven

Sudden, sure

Swift and certain. 

Lurking

Lurking                    9/20/2018

Many are those

Who practice their words

Modulating their voice

From meaning to joke.

They call themselves leaders

And they speak from a mirror

Never anything real

And never the truth. 

Cherry picked statements

Of accusatory assertions

All backed up by nothing

But cowardly lies. 

Foolish distractions

And shallow hysterics

Bolstered by a pretzel logic

That is not true at all. 

Perfectly smooth

But perfectly fake

The aspiring elite

Who are not elite at all. 

The love to talk

And they love to speak

Unable to listen

And unable to care. 

Covered up

And covered over

By a complicit media

Of propaganda and fraud. 

They who know

Nothing of love

The only thing

They cannot win

And cannot own. 

Only the most deluded

Or clinically insane

Could ever believe

The most obvious lie. 

Losing their grip

They see the end in mind

Lashing out

And stumbling blind. 

Lying every minute

And hiding every lie

The bottom feeders lurk

In the depths of the loch. 

Immune for a time

But the reckoning draws near

The many and the few

Parasitic and dumb. 

Pull them up

And draw them down

Exposed for what they did

And exposed

For who they are. 

Unspeakable

Kill Box              9/12/2018

Bring it up
And haul it out
From the deepest
And the darkest.  

The open secret
That we all can sense
Long hidden
At the bottom. 

Bigger than you can imagine
The slow moving mass
Lurking in the depths
Of the most demented souls. 

A body of lies
Long black and ghastly
Rising up
Against God. 

For how long
None of can tell
But come up it will
Foe everyone to see.

The world boils over
Of long awaited truth
Sickened by murder
Rape and assault.

Only one strike away
From the reckoning deserved
The long awaited spark
100 years or more.

None of it an accident
And none a coincidence
The controlled demolition
Of nations and men.

All of it on purpose
And all of it by plan
The murder and extinction
Of civilization and faith. 

But nothing is more viscous
Than thwarted pride
The vanity of demons
Second to none.

Circled back
And doubled down
The sudden stab
Back to front.

Thrashing about
To take all it can
The blood thirsty lizards
On their way
To the end.

Blood, death, and water
They hate the light of truth
Lie upon lie
Piled up
And sunk deep.

See them now
As they fire at will
Nothing too low
And nothing too cruel.  

Rolling Thunder

Rolling Thunder        9/11/2018

If you have nothing to lose

Then you have nothing to fear

Everything a blessing

Joyful

And undeserved.

A contented peace

That’s impossible to describe

Against all odds

And inexplicable heartbreak.

We try

And we fail

Even when virtuous

And even in prayer. 

My mother and my father

They were my heroes

Sacrificing everything

As long as they lived.  

They are free

And they

Are watching me now

Bigger than the world

Pulling us down. 

Above the strike floor

The flames

Could not be escaped

Not much choice

For the betrayed

And condemned.

Secrets, lies

And two kinds of rules

One for us

And another for them. 

Blood on their feet

And blood on their tongues

The servants of Satan

For power

And money. 

It’s time to speak

And its time to shout

Time to do something

Or die for nothing. 

Let it all come out

Every single secret

All the way back

For everyone to see. 

The blood of the saints

And the mouths of the slain

Cry out to God

Every day

Everywhere.

The calm before the storm

Shows every single sign

The stillness of dread

Before the hurricane flies. 

Let them all sleep

And let them all rest

Unprepared

For the day

And the hour. 

Burning forever

The enemies within

And enemies without

Treacherous demons

And soulless men.   

No longer protected

By curtains or veils

Exposed forever

Evil and dead.