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Last year expired to sounds of Auld Lang Syne,
The bells of Christmas past are heard no more,
A 'New Year Toast' is raised with mulled red wine,
Before December bills come through the door.

New resolutions made with fervent mind,
So sadly most are destined not to last,
And in such broken promises you'll find,
A mirrored image of a failed year passed .

Act kindly to a pauper on the street,
Is all your spare cash for the bargain sales ?
Give help to some old pensioner you meet,
Or will it be another of your fails ?

Though '21 it was a trying year,
We must dig deep...for coping skills to delve,
Farewell old year, I doubt we'll shed a tear,
I couldn't wait to hear the clock strike twelve.

I send you all good tidings with fine cheer,
Straight from the Em'rald Isle across the miles,
May all your Covid worries disappear,
And future frowns may all revert to smiles.

Do you want me to give you my love?
Yes. Give it to me...
First I would like to ask ...
Any question.
Suppose I knock on your door
I'll let you in.
And if I will cheat on you?
I will forgive .
And if I tell you: die! ..
I will die.
And if there will be a pain?
I will accept it
And if there appears a wall between us?
I will break it.
Still want me to give you my love?
Yes, give it to me
This will never happen!
Why?!
Because I do not need a slave))))

The measure of a man is not in his reputation
Unless it is the man who gives into temptation
Be careful the words you're speaking, what principles you're placing
Cause every single action has a day when you will face it
If you're keeping up with the times than you're already outdated
You think I'm lost in the clouds, but the clouds are where my faith is
For years I've been faithless, but for me that was basic
Dealt a life full of obstacles but I promise you I'll make it
The problem doesn't stress me it's the measures that I'm taking
Bad circumstances strengthen my determination
Don't focus on the money it's a product of my patience
Treasure ain't made of paper but of quality relations
The only guarantee in life is that it ends with you naked
So all of you that build check the ground where you're breaking
If it's possessions that you seek, than you fools are mistaken
True enlightenment is found way back in the making
Patience is a virtue, selected few earn the product
I dedicate my time and submit to the process
Acknowledge if it's fate, ain't nothing that can stop it
So I swim against the current and disregard all the comments
It's an interesting dilemma when all you have is options
I'm too talented to fail, execution's almost flawless
I fell too many times that I learned to be cautious
Risk is neccessity there's no excuse for any losses
Sleep on me now but I prefer you subconcious
It's better if you woke, you can witness the colossus
They'll speak to me for ages or remain in mental cages
The early bird gets the worm, the one sleep gets starvation
A lot of times in life it pays to be couragous
But speak in certain phrases and get no admiration
They'll phase you out in stages, left in isolation
The house is looking spacious but the barn is where you made it
I'm thankful for his patience, God really has arrangements
About to serve him only and never get complacent
If I get too outta placement, remind me of this statement
I owe the man my life, so my life I will pay him

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-Conspiracy-

Megan's Story:



So this girl named Megan, she was sitting on a curb

Analyzing a life that she didn't deserve

She was born with no money, her dad was always on the road

Her mother cheating on her father with a man that he knows

You see Megan was a free thinker, she had a mind of her own

She was popular in school but couldn't help feeling alone

That was until she met Chris, he was the man of her dreams

You know a good looking guy, captain of the football team

See Chris knew the game, he had a plan in the works

But to get what he wanted she had to fall for him first

Started texting awhile, called her baby and love

He would say anything, it was a part of gaining her trust

Then one Friday night Chris hit up her phone

He said come to this party instead of sitting at home

She was never the party type but she would go out tonight

He said good put on your clothes I'll be over in five

When Chris got to her house, he called said he's outside

She left thru the window and went and hopped in his ride

He made sure he told her it wasn't a great part of town

But she knew she could feel safe as long as Chris was around

Before Chris got to the party, he was making a stop

He had an 8-ball he was fixing to cop

He rolled up to the crib, walked up to the house

Then four dudes in all black with ski masks jumped out

They grabbed Chris, put a gun in his mouth

They said where the f*ck she at? Bring her up to the house

Chris walked to the car, grabbed her hand and said come

She told him she was scared, he said there's nowhere to run

They got her in the crib, told her to sit in the chair

She started to scream help but you see Chris didn't care

This was all the plan, Chris owed them a debt

See he was robbed for a G now he's paying them back

They tied her hands together, duct tape over her mouth

Ripped off her clothes and started banging her out

She was looking over at Chris and Chris just turned his back

He knew it was either this or he would die for a stack

They didn't stop there, one dude had a knife

And he had no problem taking an innocent life

When they were done, they threw her into a van

They closed the door and untied her hands

Drove to the park, dropped her off in the grass

Ripped the tape off her mouth, got in the van and they left

They thought it was just a f*ck but they had no clue

That little Megan, well she could keep secrets too

Tho she had died that night Karma still had a plan

And it was about to bite every one of them men

Later that night Chris went back to the crib

Five cops were waiting, they already knew what he did

He got twenty-five to life, with a chance of parole

He got what he deserved cause his heart was so cold

But for them other dudes, they got life with disease

You see little Megan was living with HIV.




-Conspiracy-

Well we bid farewell to the wind
that no virtues could appease
sailed from those darkened shores
in to the gentle breeze
was cast like Daniel
down deep, deep in the lion's den
no more want to call the tune
of mired faithless men
and as we rise, and rise
'neath the fiery southern sky
I say to you
my soul's companion
the mystics never lie
When we bid farewell to the wind
those dark, dark winds that freeze
I sailed with you my enduring angel
in to the gentle breeze

Once upon a time, the world had ended, picture that within your mind, nothing , anywhere left to find, debris floating, in space and time, we did not exist, we were not here, so,,, what have we to fear? Face tomorrow, smile and say, I was here, I did not stay!

'Twas that 'ol Night before Christmas and all the ponies had been fed,
I was tryin' to choke down some beans before headin' off to bed
But my belly was a' churnin' bad , it just wouldn't sit still
It was goin' to be a long night, I could sure 'nuff tell.

'Cause in my string of horses, there was one called 'Ol Saint Nick
And thinking' about riding' him, was makin' me quite sick.
'Ol Flipper had come in with a front leg a ' draggin', last Fall during shippin' season, when we was out there on the wagon.


'Ol Saint Nick was an extra in the outfit's remuda, an' every time you got gettin' on him he'd be sure to give a gift to 'ya.That gift was a danged 'ol bronc ride, an I don't mean no 'hoppin'. You see, he's pure sin covered lightnin', that'll get your ears to poppin'.

But the boss cut him to me that's just kinda part of the deal, Flipper got turned out for the whole winter just to heal. I thought it kinda funny that it's Nick's turn to go with me out checkin' heifers, the next day in the snow.

So I lay there in my bedroll, with the fireplace a 'crackin, had terrible nightmares 'bout my poor neck a' snappin'. So I woke up at midnight, and again at two-thirty, I decided to saddle up 'Nick this time a little early. I thought I'll set him to soak with the cinches pulled up tight, come daybreak that'll help to take out some of that dad gummed fight.

Finally got 'im saddled, out there in the dark, it really was like hand feeding breadcrumbs to a shark. Finally went inside to wash the blood offa my head and got to see how much the blood had turned my white shirt red.

I'd just laid down to rest and closed my eyes when I awoke to such a racket, I stumbled up quickly and pulled on my denim jacket. As I walked out to the horse pens, the moon lit up the stage, those icicles shone so bright, on that high-desert sage.

Out in the big pen, on a fresh carpet of white, my eyes took in the most amazing thing, the most unbelievable sight. Saint Nick was making' a wild, crooked leap. with a pot bellied feller sittin' up there in the seat. He'd throwed up his head with one hand up in the air, Saint Nick touched the ground and growled just like a bear!

He'd just jump sideways as he chewed up on a foot, the red fuzzy coat popped out some chimney soot! He'd showed me his belly and stood him on his head, I noticed the fat fellers cheeks a 'turnin' a little red.

Saint Nick finally winded and throwed his head up, started licking' his lips all over, like an old an' gentle pup. The rider stepped down and handed me the reins I noticed in his mouth a broken candy cane. That's when it finally hit me , as my mind started to click. I've just seen 'Ol Saint Nick Himself ride 'ol hoss Saint Nick!

Then I noticed his team and a little red sleigh, you see, his reindeer were hobbled and eatin' on some hay.

He said "Merry Christmas,
Hope that present will do,
I knocked some of the rough off
That 'ol pony just for you".

Then he buttoned his coat and walked away
Unhobbled the reindeer
And climbed up into his sleigh
I heard him exclaim as he headed back North
"I ain't never seen nothin' buck like that 'ol horse!"

The sky is ragged
And stars
Got visible in the holes.
The smell of rain
Has become
The only perfume for your soul.
You are canning summer air
In jars
So that November
Could be slightly diluted
With joy of June,
With shooting stars of August,
The tender sea waves of July
And love of March and April.
You preserve your thoughts,
Dreams and feelings
To open all the jars
On the New Year"s eve.
So in a kaleidoscope of emotions
You are the one who turns the earth..

In the breathless aura of cloud nine
Magic takes hold surreptitiously
It appeared to you and me
As we cosmically aligned

Along the journey of years
The raptured bliss appears
Secret, soft and refined
Star dust designed

We awaken warm and excited
Breathed words in transition
The love we both invited
A final poetic rendition

Cupids quiver of love’s arrows
Flying like soaring sparrows
Entering hearts we ignited
Making us united

Bathing in warm luscious pools
Azure waters of glistening jewels
In the language of hushed whispers
Where the depth incurs

Embracing one to the other forever
In the cosmos our souls aligned
Knowing the meaning of eternity
In the breathless aura of cloud nine

© Jade Anjoun

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Exposing the world
to your vile Pricks
Ejaculating luciferian serums
Corrupting our DNA.

Raping our throats
and nostrils
Searing
our consciousness

We know
what you want Satan
to defile the holy temple
of the holy body

So it shall be
in the last days
as in the days
of Noah

You desire
to be like God
but you will never
be God

God knows our very thoughts,
You are a counterfeit
You are a fraud
who lies steals and destroys

You come
to deceive
the world
with poison

You desire to control
through Luciferace tracking,
graphene Oxide,
parasites and disease

You are a parasite
and disease
to all humanity
and to all of Heaven

You are eternally
exiled from heaven
with all your
demon minions

In your hatred rath
plan destroying
anything made
in God's image

Yahweh is still on the throne
Christ has paid the ransom
and holds the keys
to Hades and hell

Your final
Destination
Because as you know
The Lamb wins!!! ©


07/12/21