Depopulation in 1918, came a lot of things a world war coming to an end after millions dead ‒again liberty rings but ding, ding, ding goes that ring this need for fighting‒ a new war brought in ‒a strange little ring to the ding a fight needed within God† pulling but no one listening ‒three waves hit in spite of death partying, celebrating instead of praying brought in a lot of crying a hold came in 1919 the double number slumber ‒over 50 million to succumb one third of a world population on top of a war's annihilation twenty years to rest ‒not really hitler thought he was best decided to experiment ‒with human lives play a little chest a world moving in unrest another war in 1939‒ millions and millions lost their lives then another rest several smaller wars God† watching ‒putting man to a test population again growing after He† done some balancing ‒but once again no one listening His† lady‒ they go on pillaging the innocent‒ they go on crucifying they go on spreading lies ‒so indecent dishonoring the wiser ‒as the young slow in design build their own rope for hanging in comes 2020 the double-number blow the big two-zero seems to be a God† hero ‒a 1918 repeat in cogito blame, blame, blame as google drives people insane ‒God's† watching the referee of the game ‒as you don't listen to the reframe after 1918...war 2020‒ the beginning of something very, very large God's† hand is upon us too late to fuss ‒we all must drink from the cup too much disease all the things you love all the chemicals used ‒there's coming a massive clean up on august 25‒ the button was pushed it's now God's† rush those of us in the know‒ just sit back ‒watch the show will nuclear be part of the blow I get neither yes nor no but gog will hold the do' around the world ‒except for the remnants of God's† gold depopulation! yes, God's† in control ‒there's no place for you to go!
(April 22)—How many other people are sick of all the lies and attitudes? I’m one of them. And I can’t help but bring out my own attitude. God tells me to forget my journalism days and my speaking-out days, that I have something greater to do, yet I’m to write about these subjects in poems and then explain them in the commentary. Sometimes I just want to scream.Continue reading “‘Depopulation’”