"Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men's bones, and of all uncleanness."
"Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. Ye shall know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles? Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit. A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit. Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire. Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them. Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven."
Well, he’d be HIV, wouldn’t he? Initially harmless, you don’t know you’ve got it until it’s too late and everyone else is infected, but in the end, absolutely lethal.
I’m not a poet, I can hardly do brevity at all, honestly, if I seriously get started on that shitface I’ll still be going ten thick paragraphs later, and nobody needs that amount of vitriol in their lives. Beginning to hope a lot of people are starting to see it now.
I thought Donald Trump would be the game show. Maybe too on the nose. Certainly one I would not watch, nor would I recommend anyone do - it would have a cardboard audience, a greasy host,desperate contestants and worthless prizes.
This is a fantastic poem!
Thanks, Leon!
"Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye are like unto whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within full of dead men's bones, and of all uncleanness."
"Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. Ye shall know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles? Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit. A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit. Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire. Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them. Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven."
Yikes! There's not much one can say to that!
If Keir Starmer were
Fucking Keir Starmer!
I fucking hate Keir Starmer.
Sorry. The best I can do.
What about if Keir Starmer were a sexually transmitted disease? That would probably be enough!
Well, he’d be HIV, wouldn’t he? Initially harmless, you don’t know you’ve got it until it’s too late and everyone else is infected, but in the end, absolutely lethal.
I’m not a poet, I can hardly do brevity at all, honestly, if I seriously get started on that shitface I’ll still be going ten thick paragraphs later, and nobody needs that amount of vitriol in their lives. Beginning to hope a lot of people are starting to see it now.
If he were a bird he would obviously be a cuckoo.
If Keir Starmer were an honest man,
He would have joined the Conservative Party.
Since an honest conservative is either
a moron or an oxymoron,
If Keir Starmer were an honest man,
He would be someone else entirely.
Good one, Amos!
He'd be the most boring sex disease known to doctors.
I can't imagine anyone wanting to have sex with him badly enough to contract a disease.
It was perfect without the sorry - ha ha.
I thought Donald Trump would be the game show. Maybe too on the nose. Certainly one I would not watch, nor would I recommend anyone do - it would have a cardboard audience, a greasy host,desperate contestants and worthless prizes.
Trump as a game show would not be a stretch!
I know!
If the rest of humanity apart from the West and Israel were an abused dog
We'd hate our masters (the West) but lack the power and will to challenge them
And allow them to ravage another dog (Gaza) whle we look on and bark but do nothing to stop the onslaught
Thanks for the great addition, Uaifo!
Thanks.. I wish it weren't so but it is what it is until we rise up and smash the status quo
Word by word, and deed by deed!
If Donbas were a playground,
kids would run through the grass
with smiles as big as masks
But a boy walking the path to class,
lost his shoes and his legs
'cause its a battleground (you dumbass).
Thanks, Mike, for contributing!
Enjoyed it Diane - very creative!
I especially love the last 4 to 5 lines of the poem. Such a good poem. Thank you for sharing, Diane.😢☮️🇵🇸