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Judgson blessing Mar 2015
What is going down ,
what is moving in that hollow?
man i put my heart near, i hear baby girl all in tear .
years of scars deepening down her broken heart.
all her head is dull with dread and man worst curse.
she knows nothing now , but jump in an endless abyss.
she feels the fume of man hell poking deadly on.
what she wants though ,keep life on .
yield good mind in any new born down
so to keep the thread on and have life on.
but man know for her the best **** she should hang on.
the poor broken heart have a fool that keeps curse on .
bathing her midnight with his ***** mouth.
showing her scars to friends in public place.
cause he believes he is strong as bull at her pace .
so he tramples her and abuses her on .
but deep in night he runs to her to loose in honeymoon.
curious and incredible situation but im telling on
he knows all the colored ,red ,yellow ,white ***** on the street.
all his money is wages down the ***** and beer room.
though he has a wife that tends her crest to him as a drum.
she always knows that she was all right.
that she cans run to law to put her in her right .
but love ! that love that the heart cans feel .
and never for the reason to have a word to fill.
though she is got a baby.
that hangs upon her anywhere she moves .
she tries anything that puts food on table .
and that man never knows the price of butter.
the woman thinks it gonna be better.
now its her least expectation.
what in nation the trouble with that man?
i just guess he is a little dim stupid man .
now he is up ,he uses a piece of metal to hit the baby girl.
blood flows like river,she is now at hospital.
the policemen come up and that man is in jail.
the policeman says you: you man doesnt know that the women are queen?
if i have a girl i will bath her and put her on my back.
i will carry and feed her on lily rose bed.
i will build a fabulous throne for her .
and make a crow out diamond and give her .
i will do everything she asks me now and then .
she will be up and will be down anyway.
please baby dont cry ,let me go on my knee for you ...
so says the policeman...
Judgson blessing Mar 2015
From the beginning,
just before the world happened.
our holy Father in the Heaven,
was puffed up by love and a dear one.
mostly heavier than anyone care about somebody .
but i just want one thing :
only the infinite part of that love .
with truth of harmony .
and send it to you in form of blowing whispering.
mostly down your heart solely .
with this message: I LOVE YOU FOREVER .
cause as for away i can get it ,
life should be a love not a war .
and being my honey,
is the most serious thing you may choose for yourself .
thanks
Judgson blessing Mar 2015
I behold with your beauty .
thy charm is harp and lute worthy .    
from route or from ocean.
i beset with Magi sojourn.
thy glance is jasper ,beryl ,and sapphire.
thy breath is anguent .incense .myrrh.
i beset with worship to thy promised land .
Sirius,Vegas,Arturus will guide me by dream or by land.
thy love is the worship of heaven choir.
i run not for jasper; lo, Orphic with lute and lyre.
but i do run for thy heart and thy soul.
i embark for love by dream or by land.
LIZZY,your worship !is only by you my soul longs stand.
im a beggar,im a knight ,im a messiah but im only a soul .
why tarriest thou?i behold with love and fume .
lets rove on down this azure of garden of fragrance perfume.
i give my heart upon the dream of thy happiness .
cause the toss is harsh but for you my lily bed minuteness.
thou art the praised of my soul even i will face *****.
oh, tempest gale what do i know ?but my gait i will always resume.
drink Ichor, drink Elixir thou crudest rival Meanads.
i rejoice from my ***** the love peril with my ballad.
give me thy love and take from me Babilon bloom.
with fantasy ,love and ecstasy and myth all is sublime.
i carry not mother of pearl but the perfume of my breath .
love of fire i dread not even your kiss sentence me to death.
love ! i hear a numerable in as much as pain.
take the glory from me but i behold difficulty of your love sustain.
give me your heart ,fear no consequence for you my soul cant refrain.
Judgson blessing Mar 2015
War , war ,war !
what victims staring high that you dull!
hand and arm bind apart .
having their red liquid only for drink.
with horrid flowing hole to witness ,
the arrogance of your hellish decorum .

Oh blood ,blood ,blood !
precious blood of innocent victims .
ever behead  beknelt .
what memory have thee of the barbarism of iron?
thy torrid smile but  felt not by thy heart.
reminds us with thy paled face forever .
what question dost thou deem ask thy Creator ?
lamented innocent with torpid vandalized bowel.
so eclipsed thy foot path ever .
that cant only rove in deep horrid river of blood .
with the consternation crisped broken heart.
men cant only rage upon the calvary .
remember thee of that gilt head but perverse now, red of dolor,
hanged upon golden sword with dark teeth of disdain.
oh, yes he was ,brother shining with sage and grit .
reves that can now caress and thank the fatality .
dear brethren  dulled for ever .
Judgson blessing Mar 2015
War, war , war !
war injustice for justice .
what justice within your scout race .
you behold ,but ethereal sigh of justice .
whereas ,thy fingers that grasp iron.
to hit cant glide as Pompeii larva.
your fostering heart imbued of victim ban.
innocent progeny with bashful face and hashed bowel .
hunger stoke fellows though giant as Sirius ,hail hell.
irony of justice that cant bid patience.
drip more blood ,cause phantasm rule the race.
hate me for justice cause im an awkward moor.
dark sadist heart you can only dance with swords.
avenging maniac ,such is the end of your resort.
much more blood cause Helen is for Trojan war.
then hot tears for remnant to clean you blood shed.
we can only count more sepulchres to quench our taste of liberty.
our crisped and stupor face dread your preaching .
our hope deepen down for long ,in nights of lamentation.
is the prayer to stop your ****** justice ,such a modest redemption .
Judgson blessing Mar 2015
No claim for phantasm deemed in in the ***** extreme.
the realness of the glory through the alluring dream.
here and there the sickness of naked eyes .
long failed on the dread of mind of many lies
the bountiful through the remaining puddle so *****.
that brings forth the sentimental parade of thirsty.
nowhere, lonesome shuddering cause the mind is deep.
no more acquiesced freely very soon, more flips.
when the blow so cold on emptied road, the harvest is so gold.
dear dainty claim of the delighted face of scold.
men in move forwarding the muses so full of illusion.
compensated so far with blinded torrid seclusion .
how many nights of dread, and how we but see not ?
if" the thought is the true" the reason is  so besot!
Judgson blessing Feb 2015
No, do  dread my glance ,im Helen.
im the purest creature of rage ****.
a lapse glance alas , a doom .
a dream of Luth's sealed gloom.
sinister glare of Gomorrah bright.
soured sight of sere flower blight.
im venomous kiss of sweetest lips.
deadliest breath of daughter of Rappicini.
come fair son of light and beauty.
date me  with naive lurking desire.
receive my poisonous breath satire .
i will sail thee near a pestilent fountain.
im the sinister Titania and Bottom and more i contain.
behold you not  with my innocent beauty .
perverse is my nature intend but my name holy.
dost cross the path to purity on mount Sinai.
cause i shall rule and Helen the offspring of my ****.
is lure untamed fiend,feed her she behold with leech.
no, one of my breath is a blast to thy life to leash.
my glare is illuminated like azure Vegas.
my nectar Pompeii larva of past .
my beauty is heaven flame it charms .
come; rich, beauty ,savant and fame.
for thou dost not behold with immortal Ichor.
sip deep my breath.
and meddle you with my luring glare.
im Titania i hang over my head a dagger.
upon which thy blood stream to the Bottom.
thou thinkest to entwine me ?
no,lo King Cophetua and the beggar maid.
and my judgement hell fire .
Thebes is in rout but Capaneus bid dust.
what dost thou want ,thou Sophist ?
no the sojourn of thee is Zeus Kirma.
beset for worst as the writ Apocrypha.
come thee savant ,come thee poet.
bekneel before the sacred attire .
heaven bow before the holy Dionysus.
for we beset you with  frenzy ,ecstasy, and drama.
all behold the same destiny.
but elixir yonder in Kimmerian trinity.
try not you for eternal bloom .
cause error at Achille right heel.
but Maqueros, Lazarus , and Leviticus.
all will queenly glance at our Caduceus.
behold you not my beauty.
but behold you with our Pow wow.
behold you ! say Amen RA.
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