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CJ Sutherland Mar 14
World War III was a pity
nuclear destruction
***** and Gomorrah
Babylon the last city

World war; IV, V,VI
skirmishes nitty-gritty
Reduced to rubble,
Land no longer pretty

Boulders and granite
Fire and ash trash
An Unrecognizable planet
Walk on mounds of broken glass

Each day, a little less men strive
Those who managed to survive
Irreversible travesty’s against God
Chanted by men to Stay alive.

Souls Reduced to  Unspeakable things
To eat a human being is not as easy as it seems
Humanity in its primitive form Cannibalism
The bell tolls for thee” Dinner bell sings

What length would you go for your kids?
Looking in their hungry eyes first dibs
Carnal nature, tender young flesh
Hunger, starvation, soulless don’t confess

living off the flesh of
The belly of the beast
“Stab it with your stealing knife
But you just can’t **** the beast”

Mouth waters, a banquet feast
Life on the outside filled with decay
Losers never win they just fade away
False promised prayers nothing to say

One more gory battle fire the last mortar
War Ends with One World Order

Martial law rioters reject Curfew in affect  
Government laws suspect,
Man fights to the end to defend
Freedom life liberty protect



BLT Webster’s word of the day challenge
March 13, 2025 CURFEW
Curfew refers to a law or order that requires people to be indoors after a certain time at night, as well as to the period of time when such an order or law is in effect it can also be used to refer to a time set by a parent or caregiver at which a child has to be back home after going out


The Phrase
“Never send to know for whom
The bell tolls; it for Thee”
Originated from John Donnie’s meditation 17
and means we are all connected, and the death of any person, even a stranger, is a loss to all of humanity, as we are all part of the same human experience

Ernest Hemingway use the phrase as the title of his novel  “For whom the bell tolls”
The phrase can be used as a metaphor to emphasize the interconnectedness of
Humanity and the importance of caring about the events and people even those far away


Inspired song
Hotel California by the Eagles
The book of revelation offers a story of two women with small children. One says we will eat your child today and tomorrow we will eat mine.
This is referred to in the bowls, the final judgments of mankind when the mercy seat has ended.
Savage Mar 2019
At the end
of the world
when all is done
and all the games are played,
there's one last thing
I'd like to do
and that's to just get laid.

I don't want that slam bam stuff
where everything's done in whiff
no, I just think it ought to take
a decade or so of stiff.

I'm not asking
for much at all
but wanting
to feel again
the wet hot heat
of a jet ski seat,
the gentle turn
of a fin.

Soap and suds
and beds and charms
and candles all lit in stream
with music staged and pillows caged
and everything played mid beam.

That tripping funky
mushroom hat
and bags of elfin toys
now where was it left
that rock was cleft
that opens just for women

Maybe out there
on acid too
a girl will think like me
and she will think it
grand to say,
"Let's head out
to the sea and sail like what you are
a buccaneer."
Kuvar Jan 2018
I have been to hell and I'm back
I wish salvation still got my back
As the judge sat here in Kamar's court
The fire was not hot that it hurt
Nor the flames wild blue to burn
Is it late to be born again or again born
My sin readily served as red hot pasta
that I reggae like an unwell Bob's rasta
I salivate for repentance but know it is late
My soul suffers my gone worldly gait
Hell is the beacon to this lie we call life
stab at my back my hand helped the knife  

KUVAR
Lord Jesus help me in this strife to make heaven.
Kuvar Nov 2017
For seven  hours I was dead
Dead in my Luxury lord's bed
I did not care of weather or bread
Life Lynchs me, she's  so rude

I turned left to the wrath of hell
I must tell you, hell is already here
My flesh cozy  but my soul yell
This is the earth that we do share

I had said Kamar is nothing but a myth
I am twice correct But today we meet
Call the priest who collects my tithe
Should I be blind after I paid for sight

The poor man, honey do pour
His healthy heart in tattered coat
The rich man, stings do pour
His thorny heart in costly coat

I stole from myself, the truth
For I am blind of the lamb birth
I chose the Golden crown of earth
For I am sightful of the lustful fruit

I woke up to the man in the mirror
Tears roll his eyes while I smile
Seven hours and it was lemon without fresh lime
Sour and bitter saint of the carcass in the mirror
©Kuvar
If the needle eye will fit a camel., why so hard for the rich?
Deon Mar 2016
God will not destroy the world
We'll destroy it long before he arrives
Y Jun 2015
We're mixing our races
Peaking what will help us survive
Bots are advancing till they take the future

We'll be long gone
Wrinkly decays nourishing tomorrow
Whatever that tomorrow is

We're a ticking time bomb
The next war will end with us all
Sometimes I wonder who will be left for the rapture?
I'm so freaking tired and sober

— The End —