Polemics of Mass Destruction

I opted for this thread title instead because there is bound to be some fallout.

Of course, the swath of annihilation can be minimized by a more tailor made write that suits the desired individual and intended target.

I shall post a few examples to get the ball lolling.

I meant to say rolling.

And I'll mark everything I've written lately as NEW to help differentiate it from older writes that go back as far as 8 years.

The Last In Line ( Ultrasonic Sonnetry )


Are your royalties that abundant
You can afford to be redundant
With verse bland and uninspired
How original, how tired
Like a balding set of flattened tires
Poeticism parked on cinder blocks
Going nowhere fast and furious
Like backwards spinning hands of clocks
As you recycle the same old format
We see where your head is at
Where the sun refuses to shine

Breaking new ground inside there
But out here,

You're the last in line

Yeah

Would you ever take the risk
To write something vibrant, cutting, brisk
That you label yourself as contemporary
When you are nothing more than short of lazy
It's a joke without a punchline
Like your production line mentality
All the while you bitch and whine
About this poser and that wannabee
Time to look yourself in the mirror
Is this message getting any clearer?
Take it as a sign

It's all in your mind
But out here,

You're the last in line

Listen

You don't have a clue
As to what it means to be a poet
If one bit you in the ass
You wouldn't even know it
Why don't you attempt to write for us
A heartwarming love sonnet
And while your at it, don't be shy
Sit and spin upon it

I don't know what to make of this
I don't know what to make of this
This bee in your bonnet
Please, go write us a sonnet

I don't know what to make of this
I don't know what to make of this
Birds with red wings fill the sky
Please, please, don't you be shy

Take your injection molded plastic beat
Along with your clumsy two left feet
And get off my wavelength

GET OFF OF MY WAVELENGTH

Cuz you were never on it

NO, YOU NEVER WERE ON IT

You simply can't touch the heat of my
Ultrasonic Sonnetry

Quit your cryin' and bitchin'
Get your ass out of the kitchen
If you can't stand the heat of my
Ultrasonic Sonnetry

You're the last in line
It's all in your mind
Please, please, while on your way out
Don't let the door hit your behind

You take great pleasure as you flame
To cover your own attempts so lame
Botched up batch of cookie cutter rhymes
How innovative, how tame
Raping your own work a thousand times
It's a damn ugly shame
What a sham, here the only scam
Is your rise to poetic fame
Guess you thought it was the thought that counts
But now you're caught and it's time to bounce
Your ass back to where you belong

Where you've always been all along
Right back there

Back at the end of the line

You're the last in line

Nobody's Perfect


Can't come to grips with the fact that I'm average
I should do the whole world a favor
And take one step off this ledge

I could end it all now

No one would miss me anyhow

But the voice inside me says,
Nobody's Perfect

Pissing on the third rail
In the subway station
Would be a one way ticket to salvation

But the voice inside says to me
What they all fail to see
Nobody is Perfect

That's me

You're all jealous
Secretly pining to be in my shoes
Just because I got talent
Ignore me if you so choose
You can't deny
The depth of my brilliance
As hard as you try
I won't let you
No, I won't let you

You can hold your breath
Until your face turns blue
I won't let you
No, I won't let you

Look at me, look at me
Thrashing about madly
The center of your universe
Defying all gravity
Like a black hole
Sucking you in
And never letting go
Until you finally admit
What everyone should already know

I'm maybe Nobody
But Nobody is Perfect
No one else is Perfect
That's me

Dismiss me all you want
It's just more incentive to flaunt
That no one else is perfect
Like me

Excuse me while I blatantly
Shamelessly promote
My own poetic genius
Lyrical note for note
Never mind what it was
That I actually wrote
It's not very important
Next to a popularity vote

Keep your eyes on the prize
On me and you will realize
What the whole world
Has been missing out on
What it tried to disguise
Camouflaged
Amongst the average
Lost in the ordinary
Where no one is special
That's where you will find me

I'm maybe Nobody
But Nobody is Perfect
No one else is Perfect
That's me

God Of The Atheists


God

My God

God

Your god

My God

Is your God

Your god

Never was

Your god never was

Never ever was your god

Trumpeting
I charge headfirst into battle
No bandwidth restrictions can contain my malice
For these False Ones residing in your palace
Dethrone such wicked servants I shall
Armed with logic and reason
Shouting them into doubt
Here I come now
To cast all you savage heretics out

Your god never was

Nothing more than a Fairy Tale
Witness firsthand, see it for yourselves
As legitimate as bedtime stories
Featuring gnomes, dwarves and elves
Here, let me give you a hand
Smashing your rose colored glasses
Shards of which I use to undo
Stitched eyelids belonging to you
And the likewise nose ringed led masses

Come with me
Become a disciple amongst my brothers
Embrace the reality you have denied
In favor of all these fictitious Others

The God of the Atheists

With our fists, we are hammering
Away at the foundations of your Institutions
Leaving fewer bricks supporting their weight
Caving in the livestock stables
Housing the lambs for the slaughters
Releasing the sons and daughters
To stampede the Church from the State

Hunting you down
Like a pack of wild hounds
As you scatter like game into your cyber bunkers
And other pixelated refuges

My God is your God

The God of the Atheists

God of the Atheists
My devotion to you knows no bounds
Let the battle commence
For the greater good of Humanity
I shall send you further into oblivion
Denying your existence
Is the only way to win

My God is your God

Your god

Never was

Your god never was

Your god never ever was

My God

144,000 - 1


One hundred
Forty-four thousand
Daughters and Sons

Ringing doorbells
Spreading the Word of God

Graced by the Lord to be the Chosen Ones

There's something about the math that doesn't add up
Recruiting on His behalf seems suspiciously odd
Pardon me if I don't care to drink from that cup

You're not the first messenger here that wasn't Heaven sent

Will I really be special if I join in your cult?
And if I don't, will your Master take it as an insult?

I'm not leaving this Earth behind before my life is spent

Not when the End Times come

Not for this glossed over kingdom of yours

This rowboat of Michael's without any oars

Hallelujah!

A hundred forty-four thousand minus one
I refuse to believe Jesus was God's only son
Your salespitch about the world going to Hell
I don't buy it
Why don't you find yourself another sucker to sell
Your rhetorical literature of an ill conceived Rapture
Selective quotations from the Book of Revelations
All your trumpetings of an end to warring nations
Scare tactics of forecasted Tribulations
Temptations of infinite Jubilations

Time for you to be on your way

You had your say
Why don't you do your God a favor
Stop pretending to be a savior
You're more of a disgrace

Do you really want me to say it to your face?

Be gone with you
If there's more of the Lord's work to do
No rest for the self annointed
Don't be disappointed
When you yourself aren't saved

You better do some more reading
About false prophets
And their misleading

That's how the road to Hell is paved

Those last two are more directed at groups than individuals.

That's where the fallout tends to come into play as the polemic is less localized.

The first two were tailored to specific individuals whose forum user names were alluded to. Elsewheres, not this forum.

NEW


The Physics Of Snow Angels


The legacy you leave behind
Children numbering in plentitude
Such adorable snow angels they make
I watch them spread their quaint wings aflutter in the morning sun
And come the lengthening evening shades

Drifted over by the wind

Gone

These fleeting impressions that are your words

Remarkable poetry subtracted of its poetry is just that
Alchemic equations failing to measure up into anything substantive
Formulaic fodder for the sake of water cooler discussions
Doodles and scribblings written in dry erase marker
Easily wiped away from a whiteboard

Haha most impressive .
The ultrasonic sonnetry is brilliant and scathing, I may play along at a later date for shots and giggles

todski28 said:

Haha most impressive .
The ultrasonic sonnetry is brilliant and scathing, I may play along at a later date for shots and giggles

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I'd say a good 20% of what I have written to date was a guns blazing indichtment of someone I crossed paths with or a group they belonged to - all for the sake of getting under their skin and perhaps a few laughs at their expense.

When it comes to groups, you have to watch out for broadcasting stereotypes or otherwise you may become the very thing you are criticizing.

Kudos to Tsotha for pointing out several unintened typos ( I fixed them here ) in Nobody's Perfect.

Go figure.

Homophobe


Our Heavenly Father is Loving and Just

Obey his laws, you certainly must

For He hath surely condemned
Each and every Homosexual

It clearly states this in my Twentieth Century
Revised Modern English Translation
Of The One And Only Holy Bible

With weapons of mass destruction
Sodom and Gomora were annihilated
Without a single ounce of regret
Not even a shredded sliver of remorse
Every single resident violated
The little known Thirteenth Commandment
Chiseled in stone, communicated to all
Thou Shalt Have Heterosexual Intercourse

Just you nevermind the part of the story
In which the Lord in all his Shining Glory
Ignored Lot's proposal to have his daughters
Gangraped and Sodomited
Or turned his wife to salt
The bitch was deserving, it was her fault
It's crystal clear, no muddy waters here
Nothing for you to get excited

Nevermind those other verses
Joe Religionist oft insists are properly translated
Obscure words of Leviticus
In which the Almighty clearly mandated
Animal sacrifices to purge your sins
The Death Penalty for disobeying His laws
Toleration of slavery among other things
Try not to focus on these flaws

Homophobe, through my telescope
I see you orbiting the globe
In your linear, cunt twitching
Witchhunting anal probe

What sadistic angel perched on your shoulder
And tugged at your lobe
Filled you brain with such hatred
For the average ordinary everyday Job

It would please us if Mister Jesus
Returned and not a minute too soon
And Raptured those lacking independent thought
To some distant, secluded moon

Let them colonize their own private Heaven
Far away from every normal Christian
Paradise Lost on the edge of the solar system
How nice it would be for us and them

A planet free of homosexuality
To compliment their own warped reality
Like Adam and Eve and all the rest
Who felt that incest was the best

Homophobe, through my telescope
I see you orbiting the globe
In your linear, cunt twitching
Witchhunting anal probe

What sadistic angel perched on your shoulder
And tugged at your lobe
Filled you brain with such hatred
For the average ordinary everyday Job

Abort The Missionaries


ABORT
Stop the madness
ABORT
Bite your tongue
ABORT
Shut your mouth
ABORT

For murdered children your heart bleeds
Revise Biblical text, rewrite history
To suit your own selfish needs
Distract attention from your own misdeeds

DISTORT
The Truth while you just ignore the Facts
Your narrow darkened tunnel vision lacks
God slays people every single day
And we brush it off as Nature's Way
Newborns in wombs liquidated
In gruesome deaths, annihilated
Suposedly anticipated by the Omniscient
And still a soul from Heaven is sent?

Science declares awareness is intelligence
So somehow conception equals consciousness
Obliterating it is an injustice
But miscarriage, you dance around this
What the hell? What's the difference?
Your argument doesn't make any sense
Spirit is what people miraculously create
Unless they choose to masturbate?

Wait, hold up, it even get's better
You cite the Word right down to the letter
Yet nowhere in the Bible is it said
How many fetuses end up clinnically dead
Devoured, destined to be a parasite
Without a physical brain in sight
Discovered years later, killing the host
Living in the twin God loved the most?

You protect the child's right to live
With an argument not unlike a seive
Unqualified, not even a parent
Not too mention, you're so transparent
The motivation behind it all
Jesus knocking, the house call
Afraid of being overlooked in the coming Rapture
Which is what you are really after all along

Saving your own skin

ABORT
Heaven can wait
ABORT
For all you dishonest rats
ABORT
You selfish bastards
ABORT
See you in Hell

ABORT

Sucking Up to God


Your sunburned nose
It's growing an even stranger
Shade of brown

The crucifix you shoulder
Says you're going up
And the word on the street is
That you are going down

The rhetoric you spewed
It fell on my plugged ears
With a deafening sound

Soon, it will be too late
To escape your fate
As the town pariah

Gone ballistic is the masochistic
Messiah with motives far from altruistic
The one who had supposedly come
To save us all from ourselves

Stooping lower than any Devil
Or spice merchant worth his salts
In my eyes, but according to yours
Everyone else has more faults

In a toyroom of porcelain dolls
Compared to you, we fared
No better than Satan's elves

This childish behavior we'd expect
From within the corporate world of
Kiss ass enterprise

Courting favor, adding spice for flavor
Resume padding only takes
A few harmless lies

Selling out your sisters and brothers
Telling gays and unwed mothers
A few harmless lies

Go ahead, nod and tilt your head
Throw out your hands at arm's length
Agree to disagree
But what you did to them
You now recieve tenfold from me

You're just another carpenter
With a sawdust jaw who ran his mouth
And overlooked the fatal flaw
Having built a lordly mansion so opaque

It was transparent as glass

Pardon me while I remove these nails
From those self inflicted wounds

Please, try not to fall flat on your ass

Never were you here to save anyone's soul
Other than your own
Using our backs as a footstep
Carving your way up the totem pole

How in the world did you ever manage
Hammering in the final spike
With only one hand?
I find it curiously odd

Tell me what what is was like
During your Christian Jihad

What was it like
Sucking up to God?

Those last three were inspired by a sociopath who trolled a local newspaper forum I used to attend with anti-abortion and anti-gay cut and paste.

His favorite tactic was posting photos of fetuses. I saved the fetus photo and uploaded it to my personal website. From that point on, he kept reusing the same photo ..... but from my website. Then one day I swapped the fetus with a naked sailor giving a full boner salute. Every thread he used that photo in became a laugh riot. And while I got banned in response, it was well worth it.

Then there is some about Politics and some more specifically aimed at the Bush Administration.

Save myself the trouble of reposting any of those.

Magnetron said:

Those last three were inspired by a sociopath who trolled a local newspaper forum I used to attend with anti-abortion and anti-gay cut and paste.

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I swear that guy was a goldmine of inspiration.

My apologies to Pope Francis for the next one .... twas written before his election.

Dirty Rotten Bums


More power to the people
In toppling the crooked steeple
Launch it like a missile
Use it as a weapon
Aim it at the Vatican
Send a message to the Man
No longer are we taking it
We're sick of them faking it

Hands off the altar boy
He's not for your own personal joy
Never was he meant to be a sex toy

You dirty rotten bums!

Why don't you just admit it to your flock
That you enjoy the feel of the cock
While you're in the Zone
Condemning the behavior of lesbians and gays

Why don't you try being honest for a spell
Refrain from proselytizing about burning in Hell
How they shall rot for all Eternity
Due to their deviant ways

It's hypnosis

Terminal hypocrisy is the only diagnosis

And if I had a scalpel
I'd cut you out

Cleanse the Church of this disease
Lay my hands on
Cast out every sleaze
That speaketh with a forked tongue

Even though they secretly craveth it up the bung

More power to the people
In toppling the crooked steeple
Send a message to the Man
No longer are we taking it
We're sick of them faking it
And tired of taking it
In the rear

Because those dirty rotten bums refuse
To admit they're queer

The Choice Is Yours


You have choice
You have a right
You have a voice
Ignore the signs

Disregard the tunnel visionaries
Who can only conjure rhetoric
Incapable of utilizing their own God given minds

You will be condemned by the holier than thou
You will be spit upon by the self righteous
And you will be made an example in a world overpopulated
Where unloved children are lost among us
And empty stomachs are ample

To embrace their Jesus is but a one way ticket
To the emaciation of intellect
And giving yourself to the glory of their God
The erosion of your soul

Mind control

Salvation forsaking self respect
Is for those who know not but themselves as evil and wicked
Forming the gauntlet out in front of clinics
Seeking redemption in retaliation to eternal reprisal

All the while common sense is picketed

Ignore the signs
You have a voice
You have a right
You have a choice

One Trick Pony ( Dead Horse Walking )


That isn't a photographic likeness of me
It isn't who I am
Just like this is not my real name

Here to write poetry
Not interested in your silly scam
Rewriting the rules in your favor
Score kept in a petty game

There's absolutely no contest in this
System you think you are gaming
Seriously, you call that winning?
Plain obvious for all to see
Your lagging behind
Dragging your feet

'Fraid to lay it all on the table
Phoning in another ripped verse
Uninspired lyric
Doomed forever to be
The last in long line
Funeral procession of a Deadbeat

I really don't give a fuck
No, I really don't give a fuck
Whut? Whut?!?
Ask me if I give a fuck
And I'll gladly tell you that I don't
Listen up
You dumb mother
Whut?
I really don't give a fuck
Whut? Whut?!?
One way or the other
Take down the FOR SALE sign
Cuz you've been owned

Less action
Always more talk
The same ole reaction
As you predictably balk
It would be funny
If you weren't so goddam phony
Too bad for you
Bullshit doesn't count
Time to dismount
Back away slowly from this high horse
And remove your dick from the ass of this
One trick pony

Haunted
By the shallow breath
This gasping horse you've so often
Beaten to death
Undaunted
As we suffer through your rants
Can't get a word in edgewise
You don't give anyone else the chance

Dead horse walking
While you just keep talking
Endlessly with what you deem worth repeating
It only prolongs the beating

I've had my fill
Runneth over is my cup
Will you for once in your jaded life
Just shut the fuck up?

If you were doped to the gills
With sodium pentothal
It would be a blessing to us all
To hear the truth for a change

There just aren't enough pills
To put you back in your stall
If it truly was my call
I'd take you to the shooting range

Put you out of our misery
Cock back the trigger
And pull it
Bitch slapping you would be my pleasure
Sparing us the cost of the bullet

Open your eyes
Attention Whore
Shut your thighs
And listen up
You can't force sympathy to happen
Congrats on winning the Loser's Cup
Spilling over with horses' piss
That you failed to take with rants like this

No one fucking cares
It just had to be said

No one fucking cares
Just one bullet to the head

No one fucking cares
Who we are behind an avatar

No one fucking cares
This one trick pony is as good as dead

No one

Tabloid Exclusives


A proverbial Zeus high
Upon his very own snowflaked Mount Olympus
Occasionally wiping at the frosted snot in his nose
Hurls such stinging javelins of lightning
In attempts to strike down those he deems
Lesser gods and greater mortals
Fearing they seek to dethrone his
Declaration of Greek Godly status

In the silence occurring between
Each of these egotistical thrusts
Penetrating the waxy buildup in his ears is

Laughter

Echoing through the valleys
From across the burning sun glazed seas
And cresting desert tides

Emitted from a solitary Blazing Bassia
Grounded on another far off mountaintop
Rooted deep in the reality of myth
Where verse is diligently chiseled
Into stone tablets handed down freely
To generations of awed idol worshippers
And starstruck yearning masses
Eagerly awaiting the latest testament
To hit the magazine rack

Never Gave A Rat's Ass


Lying soaked in my own urine
Under cloudy grey and gloomy skies
Dumpster rats salivating at the appetizing
White jelly centers of my eyes

My pursuit of happiness ends here
Along with all of life's beautiful lies
The opportunity to give back to the earth is now
What better use for me than to fertilize

And I
Realize
The lack of compassion and honesty
I perceived I received throughout the years
Was in return for what I myself never did give

This is the way
I taught myself how to live

Staring blankly up at the nimbus
Where my own ugliness resides
Mirrored, the morphing shapes of my fears
Oh, how I surfed the waves of expectation
In the hopes of turning tides

And I
Realize
The error of my ways too late
There's no turning back for me now
As beady eyes of rats consume my gaze

I taught myself how to live this way
My trust was a toll that everyone had to pay

Boy, those were the days

NEW


Drone Strike


Poetry should be fun

Like mischeviously grinning
Before gladly giving the middle finger
In the face of the assembly line factory
Literary society has literally become of late
Weigh the sting of my sarcasm by the ton
And rate this efficiently deficient combination
Winning at failing to keep up in an even steady pace
Losing the three-legged race you and I have always run
Lagging behind with feet dragging out of sight
While in my mind I'm freely streaking naked
Under a July sun so warm it bakes this skin of mine
Alive as busy workers buzzing toil and thrive
Somewhere in the corrugated hive of imagination
Can't stand your idle dronings any longer
No time to linger

Hear my thoughts swarm



My thoughts swarm



Swarm

Easy Money, False Prophet


Buddy Christ making bank in stereo
Snowy static on my wavelength
Agent of God somehow immaculately in the Know
Public relations not your greatest strength

More suited you are for breaking rock with a pick axe
Like all crooks and assorted messianistic hacks
Collection plate passed down each and every row
Tollbooth at Heaven's Gate requires a hefty tax

While a saviour of souls you purport yourself to be
Whoring your services to Jesus supposedly for free
Living in the lap of luxury is the righteously fervent
Beneath the grand illusion of an indentured servant

You fight tooth and nail to save only your own skin
From the vow of poverty meant to exempt you from sin
I foresmell a seasoned crispy critter roasting on a spit
Give up the Holy Ghost and just get on with it

To Hell with you
FALSE PROPHET
Give it up
Just stop it

To Hell with you
FALSE PROPHET
Give it up
For once in your life be honest

Witness your deception as you try to turn a profit
Pawning our sins in redemptive expectation
As if you ever the power to spare us from damnation
Whatever gave you such a ridiculus inclination

Nothing if not subtle are your blatant hypocrisies
Turning people further away from God towards heresies
You are His own worst enemy next to the Lord of Lies, Satan
The irony is that you'll be in good company then

To Hell with you
FALSE PROPHET
Give it up
Quit pretending

The lower you go
The swifter the descending
The fabrications, guilt tactics, the fiction
From thine own mouth comes yet another contradiction
Fallen angels like pennies from Heaven
Consumed by the friction hit the ground the hardest
I would gladly make a contribution
If for once in your life you'd just be honest

been reading
and though i find it hard to join in
not having axes to grind
or, at least, the energy to
hone a blade for those who'd feel its cold whisper
so close a kiss to their neck,
still i wanted to let you know
i've been reading
and you've delivered some smiles along the way

Smiles ..... laughter ...... a psychic fistbump ..... I couldn't ask for anything more.