Showing posts with label On The Cross. Show all posts
Showing posts with label On The Cross. Show all posts

Friday, May 16, 2025

I Once Was a Fascist

I Once Was a Fascist

 

I once was a fascist

And thought I was supreme

I was presented an eternal quest

Called the American dream

I was instructed to prosper and succeed

That accomplishment was to satisfy one’s greed

That money brought eternal bliss

Wealth was something not to miss

America too was noble and grand

Far superior to any land

We never lost in war we were far too strong

And we were always right incapable of wrong

From kindergarten on I saluted the flag

And of all of our glory I would boast and brag

Then observation testified I learned a lie

Irrefutable evidence came I could not deny

And inner torment raged in my brain

The agony surged and I went insane

I once was a fascist

But that man no longer does exist

He is dead, nailed to a tree

I once was a fascist but now I am free


 POLISHED FRAGMENTS

Poet To The Poor


Sunday, April 27, 2025

Crown Of Thorns

 Crown Of Thorns

 

HAIL THE KING!!!

 

Cries the voluptuous blonde

Edgar’s lustful eyes gaze upon


Hail the king!

 

With pleasure those words sing

Edgar sits upon a throne of gold

What is your wish?

Asks the blonde with fire

Tell me your secret desire

Edgar smiles content

“Surrender” Edgar commands

The blonde beauty she understands

The  i n t e n t

 

“But first” she does proclaim

A crown worthy of your fame

Trumpets BLAST in unison

Crowds cheer as if victory won

The blonde returns

Her face full of mocking scorn

In her hand a ‘crown of thorns’

“NO!” Edgar tries to resist

The beauty transforms to hideous beast

Slimy green skin and large sharp teeth

“NO!” Edgar does insist

The monster raises the symbol of pain

Edgar screams vain

 

“It was good enough for My Son”

Booms the voice of the Holy One 


Bells And Whistles Thorns And Thistles