One minute everything was fine but the next, everything went sour.
Terrorists hijacked some planes and attacked the World Trade Towers.
Because of those **** terrorists, 2,977 innocent people were killed.
They attacked the World Trade Towers which took six years to build.
Construction of the Towers began in 1966 and ended in 1972.
What those terrorists did was s cowardly and evil thing to do.
The people who were born on that day are now adults legally, time flies.
An entire nation still mourns the loss of each and every person who died.
I DEDICATE THIS POEM TO THE NEARLY 3,000 PEOPLE WHO PERISHED ON SEPTEMBER 11, 2001.
On Day when Life Resurrects,
Lives sacrificed to despise Life,
that Death begets Death
and Death is stronger than Life.
For Lies are believed and Died for,
that the Desecration of Life's Sanctity
and Usurpation of God's Authority
are rewarded and glorifies God.
Brother turns against Brother,
Cain reigned supreme,
Circle of Revenge and Hatred turns,
Evil and Sword worshiped.
But Abel's blood still speaks
Blood-soaked Earth's cries are heard
Victory is assured but unseen
Patience is mercy not weakness
Evil shall judge Evil
Sri Lanka Terror Attacks, on Easter 2019
you See Them everyday
just A hello
some could be kind
be drinking the
or sneaking looks
barely a GlancE
they can't see
sOul, a happy
a serious soldier
a student, a
who will **** milliOns
see him or her again
S T R A N G E R
D A N G E R
L O O K
O U T
when the majority claims the need
to violently fight for its minority rights
something is rotten in this nation
Apropos Charlottesville's domestic terror attack...
Floats and Flutters
***** and Flees
Leaps and Loops
Sits and Swats
At The Coming Luck To You
Stares at You
Eyes are bright
Wings are bent
Legs are shaking
Colors are mingling
Blurry and fading
with red and black imminent
You woke to a beep
All is white
"The bomb was powerful"
the doctor exclaims
But you're alive,
all because of
The Luck of the Ladybug
Terrorist attacks, a harsh subject, I tried to take this subject lightly, with ladybugs and how they are luck. IMPORTANT - This is not a true story at all.
I don't feed into you
I feed myself
I look gazing
Closely watching the minutes
Time wanders by
I stroll many miles
and over the seas.
The waves toss to and fro
The clouds are grey
Clothed with sadness
Letting loose the fallen stars
They drop one by one.
The moon has gone to sleep
She shines no more
The sun sinks below the waters
Light is no more
The trumpets sound.
Seven scrolls are opened
Many left to their own device's.
The earth has become its own worst ememy. .
They can get it without dying as a Jihadi,
But not from a Mullah they will get it,
They'll get it from science instead!
Terrorists are illiterate idiots.
My HP Poem #1433
He was made Dust bin Laden finally!
HP Poem #1338
Then that deity is definitely a maniac!
A *** offender!
As the real almighty,
Wants you to stretch upwards,
And pluck the stars for your loved ones.
If your deity wants you to bend,
And also promises women in heaven,
Then convert to a different faith,
As for your present faith, it's the end.
Read about a really ******* faith that carries the tag of religion.
HP Poem #1233