"crucifiction" poems
The mannish boy I am
the boy you see before you stand
unless you hear the cry
you could'nt understand
you cannot see
for you
do not believe
as I stand right here
right here before you
you refuse to see
depiction
restriction
inside our crucifiction
as our lord let us live
oh' he let us live
but not with him
only within'
if that is what you wish
but is that what you wish ?
his eyes is of sadness
for we, the people
are the murderes of sin
born to good and evil
saints of insanity
devils of reality
so why do we keep
on forgetting
for the rest of our lives
Our words are but codes
to emotions as we feel
can you decipher mine
can you feel what I feel
grasp what you may,
I cannot promise you tomorrow, only today..
and with that - we yearn for a way
an insight to our lives
gained through heartache and pain
so I ask again
do you feel what I feel
my lover, my mother, my lord and my friend
whichever you are
may you enrich
may you seed and sow
with the tears of the rain
from above and down below
for all is known in the shade of light
the shade of light will shine bright
on the promised night
but only for you
and those who hold the truth
insight
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 1:48 PM UTC
Ascension isn't possible
here
crucifixion only executes the ill
A barrenness cradles only absence
ickle infant obese in its murderous skin
******* its thumbs smell the
generations of sourness
a sliced lemon sits in her right eye
bitter bitter bitter
ascension isn't possible
here
crucifiction only executes the ill
Jan 16, 2014
Jan 16, 2014 at 10:18 AM UTC
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday is the Christian celebration of the resurrection
of Jesus of Nazareth from his crucifiction on Good Friday.
If you are not a christian or even if you consider yourself to be one,
and do not place much belief as to whether or not this event actually
took place, but is symbolic in nature, have nothing to be apologetic for.
For those of you who do totally believe in this miracle, because your faith
says to that you do believe, I will not ever challenge. The more important
issue to me, go back two spaces, is Good Friday, as it is called. This day
has much more significance to me.
Jesus, no matter how you perceive his person to be, Son of God,
or King of the Jews, or a not so normal politician, performed a function,
that benefited all of mankind. Whether or not he absolved the sins of
man is up to the believers. What he provided mankind, is measurable and
unmeasurable at the same time. He was the pioneer of Human Rights.
His teachings caused the revolution of thought. His actions stirred the
thoughts of a yearning civilization to reach for higher goals. To bring
attention of the elitist of the world, that they will be held accountable for
their actions, somewhere, sometime. To give a hope to the struggling
peoples of this world. For this, I give thanks and will always look inside
my heart to find what is right.
There will be those of you who read this, that think I am a total idiot.
That I really have no knowledge of what I am speaking. I say to you
that you are probably right, but I welcome your thoughts on this,
and I feel that this is exactly what I am presenting to you, about the
significance of this entire weekend.
Happy Easter everyone, whatever your beliefs.
David Nelson aka Gomer Lepoet
Apr 3, 2010
Apr 3, 2010 at 8:34 PM UTC
silent figure in the garden
Lovely human form
tomorrow ( ?) Cruxifiction. !
//
The cruxifiction !
& a picnic basket
Filled with sweet meats
••
She always gets laid at a crucifiction
Love *** Pain
Sacred surrender to her lord
;;
The road leads to the mountains
Blue sky white clouds
A wild indian somewhere
Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 12:56 AM UTC
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< O >
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/---- \
Oh how silly we Seem
to Be
Searching for love where
Love can't
be found
Running from Love
Where love
always Awaits
Like we are the Stupidest
of Slaves
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Dance dance !
**** a Lina dance !
Oh oh
**** a Lina Dance!
///
The scars that you carve ?
THEY will never heal
•
This I know you know
But you don't give a **** !
/::/
Taking God 's *****
In your juvenile hands !!!
Children's blood flowin thru Centuries
Crucifiction _\\\_ ?
All over again
The scar that you are
And a soul erased
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Oh how silly the way we claim
To love the people we purposefully maim
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
And so you came and left Alabama
on words that blew sharply
piercing even the most covered ear
Great cities welcomed you
and some did not
Pride from a long struggle
finally subdued anger
bringing about a glimpse
of worldwide hope for everyone
and all the poor
Prophetic visions were shouted
in strength to all four corners of the globe
Yet a crucifiction was waiting
for you in the guise of a missile
And too early a wheat was
razed,
and the loaf became bitter
Your body was passed from mind to mind
as we ate of your bitter loaf
And so the drums were struck
And so the cadence bowed
And so the tears were shed
And so a brother in spirit was dead...
All colors mixed in unison-
and out from that dark gloomy cloud
appeared a rainbow
And rain tear-cheeks dried
and a resurrection of pride
soon flooded the country-
We all became baptised
in blood and truth...
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 12:44 AM UTC
yes he came
from
the city of Bethlehem
he shed his blood
for me
then
he died upon the cross
for the sins of man and
for the world to witness
for the world to see
about his crucifiction
and unkind death
up on the
Hill of Calvary
and on the third day
Jesus was resurrested thus
he return to sit at the right hand of
the father almighty God
where he shall return again
to redeem
the unrighteous world of
mankind and
be recognized
only by those
who have been
saved and washed
in the blood of Jesus
amen and
thank you
Jesus
for all
you have
done for me
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 10:19 AM UTC
sometimes the pain is a relief
i can stop grieving for a moment
im not mourning me
im crying for what could have been
there is a wisdom in agony
that allows the penitent to make his atonement
no regrets is a fallacy
when one comes face to face with eternity
Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 3:24 PM UTC
i hate to cuss but i guess dying like this is a test of fate///
knowing you dont know i exist///
i shed so many tears theres no more pain anymore///
it hurts so bad im used to it///
this torture this crucifiction///
from the first time i knew you existed i been sick///
ive written scriptures when i go out people take pictures///
just like you im famous on top of mount olympus///
in babylon one road in one road out///
i got a private flight ready for you///
limozine escort watever you want///
i got columbian connection///
deeper then nuclear factories in HL stock numbers///
stock sellin uranium to please your cranium///
#CANADIAN-STAR-MINING-STOCK////
im numb from the money an greed///
i feind for a need that you have for me///
but wont give it fact or fiction///
im the richest an when i drive the nail with the hammer-
record the sacrifice///
another prescription an no advice///
now i see why people massacre///
everyday i ask god what did i do to deserve this///
outkasted, broke///
*** **** over medical dependency///
dying daily having thousands of babies///
i cant even raise them///
forced out of existence my conscience bleeds///
my voice goes unnoticed///
as beautiful as life can be because of you in the same way its evil///
i fear losing you an i never had you///
i fear its to late an i didnt get my chance///
this is hell heaven cant be real///
noone can show me but you///
i cant share a bed with someone i dont love///
Mariah youre all i want all i knee///
before you im your slave- praise ALLAH!!!
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 6:39 PM UTC