jonni inferno Sep 12
"great" leaders
all gathered
in "unity"
united they were
standing there
oh so tall

standing there
like little children
holding hands
dressed up
all in rows
just a group
of little children
silly songs

"united we stand"
they told the world
as they stood
standing there
hand in hand

"united we stand"
was such a simple
powerful message
but 'twas just
a hollow call

as moments later
their jabbing fingers
stabbing sharply
rabid voices
shrilly tossing
at one another

oh damn them all
damn them all
the blaming game
has started

twas hard to bear
those first few weeks
to watch them all profess
that they did this
or they did not do that
or that they never did
quite enough

some things never change
it seems
some things never change
so i
damn them all to hell and back
then damn them all again

i say
damn them all to hell and back
then damn them all again

damn them all
damn them all
damn them all again


Do you know the difference between
"Statesmen" and "politicians" ?
jonni inferno Sep 12
( * best when read in your best Scottish brogue* )

on the battlefield
of war tis shed
blood o' heroes
blood o' men

who stood
an' died
an' bled
for all
the wyrld's

who bravely
fought an' gave
their precious lives
to break the chains
of darkness
yet again

an' tho each man
may hold
a diff'rent view
an' some hearts
be bold
an' some not so
in all
our many
varied souls
we know
are we all

but look at ye
oh wretched one
why hae' ye
been so cryin' ?

ye say -
ye hae' no taste for war
for ye think it be barbaric
an' tha' all ye want
'tis for there to be
no innocent soldiers a dyin'

yet there be those
who know our history
an' we know
ye just bein' flakey

'cause ev'ry tyme
man turnt his eye
an' lookt
t'other way...

from evil
he saw an' knew...

...lookt away
an' ne're di' nothin'

so tha' evil was left
to prey anew
an' gather
in the shadows

an' as evil grew
the darkness brewed
more daemons
for it's armies

an' evil hearts
then burnt an' peeled
an' sliced the flesh
an' made their meal
from the bones
of innocent men
an' children

an' surely by now
we all can see
tha' this evil
can only 'appen

when goodly men
stand idly by
an' do
absolutely nothin'

so stop ye whinin'
an' lift ye head
for stout hearts
there be
for the fightin'

an' they will go
where ye fear most
an' will do
the dyin'
for ye

so honor them
who heed the call
an' answer
for their nation
for all we
in this fair land
are duly called
and duty bound
to answer

yet 'tis
these brave few
tha' hear the call
an' swear to stand
'gainst the darkness

give these brave souls
their ryghtful due
an' lift ye voices
in humble
as their dear lives
may all to soon
be lost
for liberty's

for they
be duly called
an' duty bound
their oaths
attested to
an' solemnly avowed

to vanquish
evil's tyranny
an' hold forth
the light of Liberty
for all the
wyrld to see

to overcome
the darkness
where e'er
it may be found

an' tho
each man may hold
a diff'rent view
an' some hearts
be bold
an' some be skewed
we are all
just plain
an' simple men
an' in all
our many
varied souls
we know

are we all
al-Qaeda, ISIS, Hammas, Hezbollah, Ansar al-Shari'a, Boko Haram - these terrorist organizations - and more - grew and grow bolder and stronger - because our leaders are weak - and good men - sit idly by - and do nothing...
jonni inferno Sep 12
For All of Our Fallen -
For All of US -
and for them that hate us -
We shall not forget..

As We All
Remember Our Fallen
and shed our tears
For the Families of our Lost
For All of Our Fallen
Heroes All.

Must Never Allow our tears
to sooth our Righteous Fury,
Must Never Allow our tears
to quench our Burning Anger...

Let Us Embrace Our Anger -
Let Our Righteous Fury Burn
Burn and Rage thru Our Hearts
Let Our Fury fast become
a Firestorm in Our souls -
Let It Be
the Steel of Our Resolve -
Let It Be
Our Un-Breakable Bond
Our Un-Yielding Will
Our Un-Deniable Force

Let Us Become
Their Certain
and Utter Doom
that they have wrought
On This Bright
September Mourn...
still pisses me off - how  about you  ?
jonni inferno Sep 11
(driving to work after the second plane plowed into the World Trade Center...)

peter jennings
talking head
asserting calmly
to lesser freds
all facts before him
shook his noggin
and reported
against all logic
that this was all
just one big cosmic

peter jennings
his voice choking
thought he
this teleprompter
must be broken

his face
red in shame
as he was forced
into reporting

"that the pentagon
was hit by a plane
and it too
is now in flames“

there can be now
no denying
that this third fact
was planely flying
and blowin' holes
and belching smoke

right in the face
of peter jenning's
carefully constructed
pefectly adjusted
murphetically sealed
and eerily cosmic
murphy's logic

but wait !!
talkin heads hopin ?
not yet quite mopin ?
do ya think ?
they dare ask
is there
a remote possibility ?
that perhaps
just coincidentally
come in threes ?

- teleprompter says -
"Not likely,
see my report,
on United Flight
Number 93“

oh see them now
peter jennings
talking head
conferring calmly
with lesser freds
see all those noggins
sagely noddin
their murphy's logic

so faithfully
they followed
that torturous path
of meandering plodding
till arriving
at their destination
their faces lit
in vibrant

oh what
wondrous wonders
we all beheld
of their glorious
gloating transformation
saw them writhing
in joyous exultation
at the culmination
of their cogitation
as their computations'
spilled out
their newfound

and in
exquisite jubilation
they all agreed...
(oh yes
can you just imagine
my deflation
in combination
with my frustration
and my total consternation

peter jennings
talking head
noggin noddin
to lesser freds
without further
issued forth
their considered
a terrorist act
this must surely be !!
in fact
this is
a Vast
BusHitler Conspiracy !!"

what reprehensible
in cosmic proportions
with all their noggins
so sagely noddin’
for all the world to see...
Murphy's Logic:  a systematic method of coming to the wrong conclusion - with confidence !!
jonni inferno Sep 11
see the dark clouds
streaming by
the morning sky
dark pillars
rising up
from this
burning pyre

hear the thunder
see the flames
see people Jumping
falling down
like rain

see the lightning
strike again
hear the thunder
feel the pain
see people falling
falling down like rain

never be the same
never be the same
never be the same
i swear
this will never
happen here again
we will never be the same

see the towers
hear the towers
crashing down in thunder

ash and smoke
footsteps running
drawing close
in their cries
faces torn with fear
and i

stand here
watching coldly
in a hotel lobby
see it on
the giant screen
watching as the towers burn
burn and fall
burn and fall

and some they cry
sobbing lowly
some in anger
shout ignobly
tears flowing
from my eyes
anger boiling
deep inside
i watch
the towers burning
falling down
like grain

see the lightning
strike again
hear the thunder
feel the pain
see people falling
falling down like rain

in autumn fields
of golden grain
thunder marks
the heroes' plane
we shed our tears
for all the lost
never knowing
their true cost

see the lightning
strike again
hear the thunder
feel the pain
see people falling
falling down like rain
never be the same
never be the same
never be the same
we Swore
this will never
happen here again
we will
never be the same

this will never
happen here again
we will never be
the same...
well - it did not take long for the people of our nation to revert to their old ways - so it seems - after all this - we are all still the same...
jonni inferno Jul 28
i met her    
in a waking dream    
as i walked beside    
the sylvar stream    
whose chattering laughter    
shifted suddenly    
into a sylvar pool    
of enchanted silence    
a mirrored glaze    
in muted    
dawning rays    
her cascading mane    
a crimson flare    
sea-green eyes    
alluring stare    
my heart stopped    
to see her there    
'pon a verdant garden lee 
the misting sylvar mere    
the weeping willow trees    
dahlia lips    
whispering desire    
vermilion plunder splayed    
by her charms    
heart pounding    
i stay    
an' wi' faire
lithesome beauty lay    
'pon a lush an' vibrant field    
the misting sylvar mere    
the weeping willow trees    
we lay there    
lost in time    
in the silence 
of kindred minds    
an' i knew her name    
tho she spoke it not    
sipped i then
the misty morning dew    
from precious lips
that from me drew    
all that i    
ever thought    
or felt    
or knew
'pon the grasses lush and green    
the softly glowing mere    
the weeping willow trees    
soft sings    
the whippoorwill    
the meadowlark    
an' mourning dove    
their voices weaving spells    
for lover's yearning hearts    
in the meadow    
by the way    
where my love an' i    
do lay    
'pon the gleaming sylvan shore    
the shining crystal lake    
the weeping willow trees    
the dawning days    
were passing
when came malevolence    
a thund'ring tempest    
lightnings flashed
in ragged gashes
'cross the heaven's    
stygian passes
an' from those
gnawing caverns
a raging
demon's brood
an' down flew they
by the sylvar stream
where my love
and i
did lay
the mystic sylvar lake
the weeping willow trees
then from my arms    
vile creatures tore    
my lifesong    
my heart's blood    
my one    
and only love
her scintillating form    
they ripped    
her silent
piercing cries    
thru my soul
an' took her they  
far from this    
desert shore    
as her soundless    
chorus fades    
an' leaves me
here alone    
to lay    
'pon these shifting lifeless sands    
this sylvar lake of tears    
the weeping willow trees    
the meadowlark    
her spellsong sings    
thru ebon winter's    
the silver stream    
her laughter froze    
this heart    
once fire    
a soulless stone    
so now this raven
doth fly
to scour the bruised    
an' shadowed skies    
to find my dove    
an' bring her home    
to lay
'pon these frozen brittle stones
the darkened sylvar tarn
the weeping willow trees    
thru timeless age    
an' dangerous realms    
i followed    
her silent    
as her grisly    
mewling pleas    
hollowed out my soul    
'til at last    
i found her    
chained an' bound    
deep within    
peculiar planes    
an' baneful realms    
far from    
the laughing sylvar stream    
far from    
the weeping willow trees    
her lament    
of bitter tears    
an' fear    
thru my defenses    
a doomed    
pernicious heart    
she was    
thru deepest depths    
where madness reigns    
all hope destroyed    
hell's minions    
my dove    
called i    
my love    
'tis i    
once more    
thrice more  
and time again    
till finally    
she hearkened    
to my voice    
true love    
recall us    
you and i    
thru ageless realms    
consider us    
under heaven's wings    
at my fingertips

an' i  
drew her then    
into my arms    
ambrosia lips    
her sweet alms    
from her dark pain    
i did drink    
of her    
malignant sorrow    
i did partake  
my questing    
thirsting hunger    
did i sate  
gathering all    
her shattered pieces    
from those altered    
now broken    
i carried her
'pon wings    
of true love's    
sylvar light    
far from    
these darksworn legions    
the dawning night's    
farthest regions    
an' there    
close by    
the laughing    
sylvar stream    
lay her gently    
'pon the verdant flowing shore    
our gleaming slyvar mere    
our weeping willow trees    
under glimmering    
starlit heavens    
the whippoorwill    
the meadowlark    
an' mourning dove    
whose soulful songs    
for yearning lovers    
charms of hope    
where pools    
the laughing    
sylvar stream    
whose mirrored gaze    
draws us deep within    
as the wind    
thru our hearts  
as we lay entwined    
'pon a verdant garden lee    
our misting sylvar mere    
our silent    
willow trees    
p j upchurch
jonni inferno May 19

exposed emotions
blister 'neath
your numbing gaze
of indifference
that roars
in thund'rous waves
to crash upon
the battered shores
of my heart

exposed emotions
drivin' me insane
their hungry voices
screaming in my head
behold a night wind
leads me
to a place...
where dangerous visions
softly tread

take my heart
take my soul
take anything you want
dont take my sons
take my heart
take my soul
take my life if you must
just dont take my sons
dont take my sons

exposed emotions
out of control
a raging firestorm
burning thru my soul
behold a storm wind
carries me away
where crimson rivers
twist and bend...
on these endless
desert sands

cover me in shades
of golden brown
a trackless dune
in desert lands
where crimson rivers
twist and bend
twist and bend
in these bitter
endless sands

take my heart
take my soul
take anything you want
dont take my sons
take my heart
take my soul
take my life
if you must
i'm under your thumb
you've got the gun

pic poem

- (Original Poem) -

exposed emotions
blazing like a firestorm
'neath a bright indifferent sun

life's blood flowing freely
from wounds beyond repair
falling wetly to the ground
where crimson rivers pool
in shades of golden brown

hungrily devoured
yet never tasted
by these endless
desert sands....
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