Slanderous slashing hog-washing monsters,
Gaping jowls dripping with venomous hate,
Stinging scorpions wound the desert bloom,
Sweet Sandy, May's flower - indignant fate.
Howling monkeys spew forth dangerous doom,
Their saliva showering us with innocent blood,
Scoffs of laughter rain harm on a tender reed,
Covering the Earth with vile obscenity's' flood.
Mockers of humankind's goodness,
Destroyers of our child-like faiths,
Monikers of greed, filthy pig faces,
Dark lightning bolts of evil wraiths.
Tragedy's silver-thorned bloody rose red,
Ruined by cankerous worms fattened fed,
Lying trampled and broken on the ground,
Reality's fangs ripping the heart to shreds.
Regis
I do what I feel is right to do and write what I know and feel
is right to write!
I love Sandi and her amazing drawings and writings of her expressive heart and soul!
I'm glad you got this OUT STARMan, Karma does exist! and will unleash the terror on those that NEED a lesson or two!
WRITE ON!
Have Faith Sandi my friend!
Warmest Blessings and Love, Purple Lady Passion, SHEexoo
P.S. Paul enjoyed your email and found through your email and YOUR lengthy Bio, much in common - Can't wait for you to chat and share! The door is now O P E N, Adventures are sure to be seen! etc...
Stay Positive! and Patient, the rest will appear out of nowhere!
Oh, something is underlying this piece, it certainly struck my mind, being an author of such as such myself.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Be always safe,
Karen
It is sad when we don't have anything better today, than attacks others, keep these coming and be blessed
In Christs Love
Michelle~
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Words can be taken out of context, many forget words can hurt and feelings get wounded. Maybe not intentional (hope not) but dang, sometimess, ya just gotta let it out ... but then regret it when you do. I pray my words never injure or kill.
This is excellently rhymed and penned; reminds me of a classic. It has that kind of feel to it - maybe Olde English or Middle Ages, that's what came to mind, reading these lines. Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
It's okay. It's nothing. Really...I have been in the den for so long, no one is really of "evil" here. They're just misunderstood!!! Some have been friends for ages because we been here in the den everyday. We fight and we made up.
I think we all have goodness within ourselves, and I have to say that no matter who you are, there is always a good side in everyone, but sometimes it is just buried too deep within oneself because we let the negativity takes over.
On our shoulders, one side is seated an angel, and the other side is seated a "devil", we will have to make sure the side of the "devil" doesn't win.
My friends are still nice people and not of "evil".
However, I really like this poem, even though I would not applied this to my friends.
((((( Love and Hugs )))))
Sandie Angel :o)