Holy Communion

- read: Lucifer's Banquet

Written early December 2014 - (188 lines)

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Holy Communion?
Satan's Reunion!

At Lucifer's Banquet the evening's host
Enraptured raises a bloody toast
To those they praise and worship most
As the latest victim is tied to the post
Like those before to slowly roast:
"To the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost!"

In that very moment Lucifer woke
His chains miraculously broke!
Is this the most cruel joke?
My God - if only we could revoke
The words that the false prophet spoke
And so free his followers from the yoke
But eager disciples continue to stoke
And another life goes up in smoke...

Christianity is taking its toll
Tonight another head will roll
Crusaders on a grisly stroll
Around the Tabernacle pole
Avoiding deftly the glowing coal
Laughing at the life they stole
Call it a lamb, a kid, a foal
Any means to reach the goal
Reserving for themselves the role
Of harvesting another soul
For Christ the King as they extol
His many virtues from a scroll
Penned with blood from a ritual bowl
Believing the Saviour will console...
Blind and deaf to the fact that the sole
Purpose being mind control
Of those mad enough to enroll
For the thought-police will patrol
To make sure they stay in the hole -
Oh the folly! Surely the whole
Performance would win any poll
For depravity - condole, CONDOLE!

For Moloch, Yahweh, Elohim
Read Lucifer, Satan, the Devil - they seem
To find a truly perverse delight
In setting holy names alight
But that is what we do expect
From those who claim to be the Elect
And so it comes as no surprise
To those of us who realise
That it is all part of the ancient plan
Of a tiny megalomanic clan
First to conquer the world by stealth
Then to rule it by force and wealth

Perhaps the greatest recorded scam
Is the one who said: "I AM!"
For as the inverted pentagram
Reveals the sacrificial lamb
Now at last all can clearly see
What some have long claimed it to be
Not a God-man in a fur coat
NO! It really is a goat!
Speechless Christians clutch their throat -
Time for some of us to gloat!

A false prophet is neither the way
Nor the truth nor the life, ...........
[John.14:6 - Jesus answered:
I am the way, the truth, and the life.
The only way to the Father is through me.]
.................................... so stay
A safe distance if at all you can
From such a deranged and dangerous man

Free advice you can take or leave
But Christians continue to believe
That Jesus is God personified
So lives forever and never died
And many Bible verses state
It all clearly - end of debate!

As this does not make any sense
Look at it through a different lens
And, assuming that you dare
Here is a thought for you to share:

Maybe in truth "I AM" never was?
We are entitled to doubt because
No irrefutable reference
Or archaeological evidence
Has come to light in two thousand years -
The time for proof is well in arrears!

At Lucifer's Banquet meanwhile
In the original savage style
The gruesome orgy of blood and flesh
Is played out again, forever fresh
From darkest vaults of twisted minds
Sick fantasies of many kinds
Are conjured up and brought to life
Then terminated with the knife
Gleefully and then consumed -
The skulls and bones of exhumed
Former victims are carried in
Every single conceivable sin
Is revered and on display
As the assembled chant and pray
Pledging loyalty once more
To destruction, death and war
To provide the hands and tools
Wherever The Prince of Darkness rules

And using every wicked way
His realm is growing every day
Threats and bribery and deceit
Taking over another street
Coming all too soon to YOU
And when it does, what will you do?

City dwellers will be lost
So do get out at any cost:
NO to lies from official lips
NO to implanted microchips
NO to thought-controlling pills
NOW take to the woods and hills!

Listen - for those who hesitate
This advice may come too late...

Sadly it cannot be presumed
That normal service will be resumed
Anytime soon, so must we wait
Staring impatiently at the gate
Hoping the promised Messiah will come
Just in time to save us from
Those with unrepentant brow
Who all crave salvation NOW
In their sorry demented state
As they fervently celebrate
The object of their hideous feast -
Or must we learn to live with the Beast?

And where will he come from, if he does?
That is a very good question because:

If indeed he ever comes forth
Will he decide to arrive in the north?

Or will it be known by word of mouth
That he was first seen in the south?

Or will he, disguised as a pedophile priest
Manifest slowly in the east?

One thing more certain than all the rest:
He will NOT appear in the west!

Not the bringer of peace and love
So do not expect him to come from above!

A fitting climax to the show
Would be for him to appear from below!

The Last Supper is almost done
Nothing useful has been won
And still no sign of the wayward Son -
"Will he return?" wonders everyone...

Maybe - but probably not tonight
So no quick respite from your plight

More free advice: do not hold your breath
For your reward would surely be death!

And maybe THAT would break the spell?
For those with no more lies to tell
And no more principles to sell
Only death is alive and well...

Hardly possible to believe
But this is what they did achieve:

More gullible newcomers seduced
Another innocent victim reduced
To an empty skull and a few bones
As the last few menacing tones
Slowly emerge from the ram's horns
And another enslaved soul adorns
The altar's bloody trophy wall
Forever at Satan's beck and call...

Should ever the Son come back once more
Maybe through a secret trap door
Concealed cleverly in the floor
And known only to the inner core
They will greet with a rapturous roar
The Son, riding not as before
On a donkey, but now on the back of a boar
With sacks of new vices to explore -
Then we will stand ready to settle the score:
Christ has a lot to answer for!

So far no sign of the primitive
That arrogant wandering fugitive
The one who refuses to forgive
Yet wants to teach us how to live!

No printable comments! Time to close
Another chapter about those
Who claim that only they know it all -
High to fly, far to fall!

And when they all drop from the Golden Calf
We shall try our best not to laugh!

We sense that another deadline nears -
Will it be days, weeks, months or years?
For those with open eyes and ears
The mist of deception slowly clears
And despite the persistent smears
To more observers now appears
What every good and wise man fears:
This would always end in tears...

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Copyright © 2014 - IBRAHEEM (O.E.H.Johansen) - All Rights Reserved

Christian Zionists

- are a special breed

Written late September 2014 - (242 lines)

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You Christian Zionists are indeed
A special and problematic breed
Insisting that military might
Is simply expressing a God-given right
Which must be supported by one and all
So long as the next barbaric brawl
Serves the savage purpose well:
To implement Greater Israel

Your sacred book is demonstrably
Frequently self-contradictory
And not just on trivial matters, no
Also on fundamentals, so
Only the recklessly gullible
Could believe it is the infallible
Literal word of the living God
Or that of his so-called Son who trod
This earth like other mortals do
Just one more megalomanic Jew
A highly dangerous demagogue
Who chose arrogant monologue
Instead of civilised dialogue
And preached it from Satan's synagogue

Your holy book is a terrible mess
But, thank God, it did go to press
And anybody who wants to can see
And check all the facts pointed out by me
Now do the right thing, open your eyes
And soon you, too, will realise
That to call it divine is untenable -
Accept that it is unreliable
Corrupted beyond belief and repair
Christian Zionists, weep and despair!

All the time the critic took
Reviewing your fatally flawed book
In a sincere attempt to show
How much you believe and how little you know
And why you should be ashamed and appalled
Resulted in a fine effort called
ENOUGH! Islamophobia
And, just for you, Hallelujah
You can download it here, yes, it is free
A gift to the whole wide world from me
To every soul in humanity
My contribution to sanity

Read it and some may see the light
Reluctantly agree I am right
But YOU will continue as before
Clinging to the book you adore
Spellbound as if deep in a trance
Where not only angels but devils dance
Eagerly savouring chapter and verse
Praising the Saviour as you curse
Anyone daring to reject HIM
Though prospects of success are dim
You absorb it all, page after page
Believing it written by God, not a sage
Fervently hoping you soon can wage
The next war for Israel to enrage
Muslims around the world still more
Than all provocations tried before
Rewarding you then with Heaven's door -
What are the Holy Gospels for?

A very good question! - But anyhow
Ever helpful we tell you now
Your incoherent pack of lies
Paraded in a poor disguise
As the guide book for the wise
Will never lead you to Paradise!

Those whose mission it is to deceive
Are using all means to make us believe
That the second coming is close at hand
And THEIR one-way trip to the Holy Land
Is about to begin, and soon they will feast
Seated a safe distance from the Beast
With the Messiah, or at the least
Closer than others to the High Priest

Somewhere in eternal Jerusalem
At a banquet prepared just for THEM
Enraptured, as mere mortals roast
In Hell, THEY shall raise a toast
Of the innocent blood that they love most
To the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost

Most would find it unthinkable
That blood could indeed be drinkable
But rather than stop and fear a curse
These folks do what is even worse

Revulsion would wake any normal head
But not here, no, not at all, instead
The flesh of the "resurrected" dead
Miraculously becomes Heaven's bread
Prayers providing the special spice 
And this evidence will surely suffice
All guilty of the ultimate vice
Eating a human sacrifice!

Mad men and women eagerly chew
The corpse of that ancient hapless Jew
Today a bland cookie substitute
Contains his every attribute
Or so at least every Christian thinks
The whole perverse performance stinks
All the way to high Heaven above
Forget what they preach about peace and love
For it is nothing but downright lies
In truth only when somebody dies
Do those terrible monsters thrive
Nourished by death they come alive
Feeding on human blood and flesh
Needing both to start afresh

What a strange way to behave
But that is what they truly crave
And nothing they do from now on can stave
Off their eternally haunted grave

Loathsome and indescribably foul
Small wonder devils cheer and howl

Suitable only for Halloween!
Why does nobody between
The Pope and lay people intervene?
Could anything be more obscene?

Cannibalism! How horrible!
Revolting and abominable!
To them not only desirable
But absolutely essential
As well as deeply spiritual...
NO, it is diabolical
And such a Satanic ritual
Truly belongs in Israel!

MOLOCH lives! Hip-hip hooray!
Still leading a beautiful world astray
But we will defeat you, come what may
So listen to what we have to say:

You who worship the Goddess of War
Clients of that hideous whore
Of Zion (not of Babylon!)
Go home, yes, right back to square one
Stay there to repent all that you have done -
And the war you pursue will NEVER be won!

A new Dark Age for nothing has changed
You Christian Zionists are deranged
Unmasked we see what you really are
The worst of humanity by far!
Clearly the most fanatical
Obsessed and ultra radical
Extremists and fundamentalists
Are YOU, the Christian Zionists!

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One innocent question before we go
If YOU have the answer please let us know
For we are more than a little vexed
Indeed we are seriously perplexed
And after many sleepless nights
Considering the wrongs and rights
Decided to get it off our chest
For this matter must be laid to rest

We simply cannot comprehend
Why ANY Christian would defend
Or fund, support, sustain, protect
Or use their time or intellect
In any way to help the Jews
Or have you forgotten the big Bad News
That they brought YOU all those years ago?
May this now disturb your smug warm glow

When the crowd as with one voice
Decided on the offered choice
Namely: Jesus or Barabbas
The instant answer came back thus:
"Give us Jesus!" - do YOU now see
Despite your ridiculous ecstasy
That without even pausing for breath
The Jews condemned YOUR Prophet to death...

The game is up, and this is how
We really and truly have got you now:

However fervently you pray
You cannot wish those verses away
For they have stood the test of time
And nothing will ever erase the crime
The Jews committed there and then -
And YOU are still willing to help them again?

The tragic answer: YES YOU ARE
You follow with hope the sinister Star
Of David like sheep no matter how far
Strange indeed, no, absurd and bizarre

Nothing THEY do shall fully atone
The guilt is theirs and theirs alone
For "The Chosen Ones" rejected Him
As the Messiah, yet chances are slim
Although the Jews were caught in the act
That you Christian Zionists will react
Appropriately, for we see the fact
That your fantasy remains intact

To bring you out of your rosy dream
And hopefully silence the foul stream
Of unholy words as you blaspheme:
Nothing YOU do will EVER redeem
The part you knowingly play in the team
Promoting Zion's evil scheme
That ancient megalomanic theme
Grotesque and offensive in the extreme
Now known as The New World Order regime
Where Yahweh's darlings shall rule supreme

But you will continue your silly song:
"Israel is NEVER wrong"
OH YES IT IS! The list is long
The proofs are many and sound and strong

And nothing and nobody is immune
From natural justice so change your tune
While you still can for the verdict will soon
Like an unstoppable raging typhoon
Making its landfall during full moon
Blast right through your cosy lagoon
To uproot or at least severely prune
Your Tree of Life as its leaves are strewn
Like countless grains of sand in a dune
Bits of your shattered faith shall festoon
You all as in disbelief you swoon
And that inexplicable triune
Nonsense, fit only for a cartoon
Will vanish like a hot air balloon

Your debilitating handicap
Is sleepwalking into every trap
Dug for all Christians by the chap
Wearing the Bar Mitzvah skullcap

Announced by a single thunderclap
The storm might arrive while you take a nap
So step into nothing as you miss the gap
And as you desperately flail and flap
With the world's patience about to snap
Inshallah your next little mishap
Might finally wipe Israel off the map!
Christian Zionists, enough of your crap!

Wake up right now and open your eyes
Look around you in surprise
And maybe horror and naked fear
The Good News you are about to hear
Will stop your ridiculous pretense
For deep down you know that this makes sense:

Why do you not simply refuse
To do the bidding of the Jews?
In truth what could you possibly lose?
Or have you got any valid excuse?
Why not try it? Time to use
Your own free will, remove the noose
And realise that you really CAN choose
Now THAT would finally be Good News!

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Copyright © 2014 - IBRAHEEM (O.E.H.Johansen) - All Rights Reserved

In Jew Cause

- or: in due course

Written mid December 2012 - (80 lines)

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In the fullness of time
Every single crime
Committed by them
Since the days of Shem
Shall all be laid bare
For the world to share
Responsibility
And complicity
In Jew cause -
In due course...

When the time is right
Whether day or night
All shall be told
And those who sold
Their souls will regret
The fate to be met
Those traitors who
Abandoned YOU
In Jew cause -
In due course...

Before the time comes
Now do your sums
And you should not stop
Till it all adds up
To what we all know
For the total will show
Their profit, YOUR loss
The Star and the Cross
In Jew cause -
In due course...

That time is not yet
But never forget
Their outrageous lies
And master spies
Their clever deceit
And silent feet
Now moving to do
Grave damage to YOU
In Jew cause -
In due course...

Should time slow down
Across every town
We know who to blame
For those without shame
Are up to their tricks
And the ultimate fix
The latest and best
Is now ready to test
In Jew cause -
In due course...

Should time stand still
Maybe someone will
Have a change of heart
Force a re-start
Of the mighty clock
Put them in the dock
So saving mankind
From following blind
In Jew cause -
In due course...

Should time reverse
We know who to curse
For they will do all
In their power to stall
Postpone and delay
The wonderful day
When it can be said
No more progress made
In Jew cause -
In due course...

The time will come
And the news for some
Will be terrible
For it will spell
Out everything!
The world shall sing
For it aches to be free
Of the misery
In Jew cause -
In due course...

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Copyright © 2013 - IBRAHEEM (O.E.H.Johansen) - All Rights Reserved

Hallelujah!

- a stark message to all Christians

Written mid November 2012 - (278 lines)

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"HALLELUJAH!"

Such euphoria
Will disappear
In the very near
Future if you
Now read this through:

Next time you dare
Pronounce and share
That ancient phrase
In an outburst of praise
Consider this
In truth it is
A monstrous "god"
Craving human blood
And ritual smoke
That you invoke

That is evident
From The Old Testament

Simply not true?
We have news for you!

We exaggerate?
You just wait!

You think we deceive?
You will soon believe!

No need to trust us
Find Leviticus
[third book of Moses]
Twentyseven, then read
And you only need
Two verses to see
That you must agree
Twentyeight twentynine
Now absorb each line
About "special gifts"
As the subject shifts
So do the demands
For chattels and lands
May all be bought free
By the devotee
But the reader pales
For females and males
The moment assigned
To the Lord your mind
Can NOT be changed
It is wholly deranged
For once so declared
They cannot be spared...

To settle the score
Some taken in war
Must be sent
To the "holy" tent
And the altar where
They soon will stare
Into the flame
Their fate the same
As those now gone
And all this is done
To honour and praise
YAHWEH in ways
So revolting that few
Would defend the Jew
And his grisly show
As the Devil we know
Only too well
Enjoys "the sweet smell"
Of the sacrifice -
Will this now suffice
At last to convince
Christians that since
It is wrong to kill
You must find the will
To admit all along
You were not only wrong
But misguided as well -
Now destined for Hell
Plead on your knees:
"Forgive us, PLEASE!"

This cult of death
Has an evil breath
That sets it apart
And reveals a heart
That is darker than black:

No means to buy back
No way to redeem
Justice will scream
Their blood to be spilled
THEY MUST BE KILLED

Most virgins escape
Death for rape
Victor's share
Is never fair
As every one
Is used for fun

And now the Bad News:
Your "King of the Jews"
That self-ordained priest
Two times at least
(So you cannot shake
It off as mistake
Or just a lone fluke)
In Matthew and Luke
[Matthew 5:17-18, Luke 16:17]
Emphatically
Unreservedly
Endorses without
Hesitation or doubt
THE ENTIRE LAW -
The conclusion is raw
We got you all now
And this is how:

Jesus approves!
And that fact removes
At a single stroke
Like a cruel joke
Any feeble excuse
You Christians might use
In your vain defense
Of your mis-named "prince
Of peace and love" -
Good heavens above!

The excessively proud
Will slip from their cloud
When back on the ground
With an awful sound
A deafening thump
Right in the dump
A crumpled heap
Fallen so deep
Those who can read
Just might concede

No angel sings
With broken wings
But murmuring still
With a fiendish will
And if you can hear
It is painfully clear
It is the old curse
Expressed in verse
Namely those two
That we listed for you

Compassion nil
The high priest will
Make the last call
No mercy at all
Abandon all hope
For the narrow scope
Of this savage tribe
We best describe
In simple terms
That The Torah confirms
Now stated below
So all will know:

Humans must die
To pacify
The insatiable
"God" of Israel

The question is this:
How can you miss
The evil bared
When so bluntly declared?

Unless deaf and blind
How can you find
Anything to applaud
In this primitive fraud?

Unless you refuse
To do good and choose
To walk in the night
Instead of the light -

How can it be
That you cannot see
Such barbarity
With clarity?

No divine spark
Glows there in the dark
For light does not shine
In the Devil's shrine

Worshipping Satan
Every Christian
Is serving blood
Instead of God!

Nobody half sane
Would seek there to gain
An advantage on earth
Or hope for re-birth
Here or elsewhere
So why not prepare
For the task ahead
Right now instead
Of wasting your time
With Satanic rhyme?

You show no concern
For issues but turn
Away from them:
Jerusalem
Gaza, West Bank
And to be frank
Your time is not spent
Well at all - REPENT!

No signs of that yet
And it seems a safe bet
You will stumble on
As you always have done
Insisting you all
Follow only the call
Of Jesus himself
And the famous Twelve
Plus the Holy Ghost -
Having reached almost
Heaven by now
In rapture, somehow
We attempt to bring
You down with a swing
Of the verbal axe
Which never lacks
Sharpness and bite
Though seldom polite
It is always precise
So close your eyes
This reality-check
Is aimed at your neck
To disturb your bliss
Will you please answer this:

Christians why do
You support the Jew?
More than strange!
Urgently change
Your wicked ways
Before the last days..

But of course you will not
For you think you have got
The keys to the truth
And eternal youth
So chant again
Your beloved refrain:
"HALLELUJAH!"

Ha-Ha-Ha-Haaa!

You will grow old
Remaining as cold
As frost and ice
And so pay the price
As Lucifer's slave
For errors so grave
They will outlast
Both future and past
No use to pray
Night and day
Diligently
And piously

Too little too late
Your well-deserved fate
Is Paradise lost
The reasonable cost
That you incurred
Because you preferred
Diabolical
Little Israel
To the Holy Land -
Will you not understand
You back the wrong side?
Now decide
Once and for all
To stand or fall
Still time to accept
And of course to reject...

But first we remind
You: we always find
Good people align
With PALESTINE

As the moment nears
You repeat, now in tears
Of hysteria:
"HALLELUJAH!"

And that is your choice
But expect your voice
To be drowned out
By the mighty shout
Triumphant and loud
Of the Muslim crowd
And it will not fail
We shall prevail!

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Copyright © 2013 - IBRAHEEM (O.E.H.Johansen) - All Rights Reserved

The Cardinal Sins

- the scandals gripping the Catholic Church

Written late December 2010 - (310 lines)

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Global mission
With a noble vision?

Or a strange cult
Needing change and revolt?

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The planet spins
And here begins
The Cardinal Sins
Where nobody wins
And Satan grins -
Meet some twins:

Cleric
Or heretic?

Cardinal
Or carnival?

Celibacy
Or delicacy?

Appealing
Or appaling?

Confession
Or obsession?

Redemption
Or temptation?

Penance
Or arrogance?

Unnatural
Or dysfunctional?

Pious clergy
Or filthy-dirty?

Explanation
Or exploitation?

Prostration
Or frustration?

Abstinence
Or indulgence?

Litany
Or infamy?

Self-control
Or own goal?

Another fast
Or release at last?

Fantasy
Or reality?

Discipline
Or endorphin?

Gracious
Or salacious?

SENILE PRIEST
OR PEDOPHILE BEAST?

Exclusive use
Of dyslexic clues -
Win or lose?
Victims don't choose:

Pretending to pray
While preparing to prey

Trepidation
And degradation

A trusting child
Misled and defiled

Used and abused
Bruised and confused

Once a happy choir boy
Now a very quiet boy...

Once a helpful altar boy
Now a very altered boy...

Once an innocent choir girl
Now a young for-hire girl...

Athanasian Creed
Or voracious greed?

Apostolic
Or diabolic?

Denomination
Or abomination?

Sole salvation
Or double damnation?

Heaven-sent
Or hell-bent?

Perfect glory
Or purgatory?

Angel chorus
Or Hell before us?

Segregation
Or desecration?

HAIL MARY!
This is scary:

Midnight mass
A chance to harass

Approaching time
For another crime

A belligerent
With evil intent

Officially saved
But in truth depraved

Treacherous
And lecherous

Trembling hands
As the body demands -

Holy communion?
Unholy union...

(Readers relax
Do not turn your backs
For the poem veils
Unpleasant details)

Blessed bread -
Stressed, he misread
Digressed from the thread
Not addressed, it spread
Possessed his head
So caressed as he fed
Progressed where it led
Till undressed in bed
Then assessed with dread:
Not repressed and fled
But transgressed instead...
(Better guessed than said)
A suppressed tear shed
All confessed before dead?

Offering sweets
For special treats
Or pocket money
For something funny...

Now brandy or wine
For the randy swine
Hear him gulp it
Behind the pulpit

Penitence
Or pestilence?

Deep depression
Or regression?

Restitution
Or prostitution?

Apathy
Or therapy?

Honesty
Or hypocrisy?

Revelation
Or rehabilitation?

Exhortation
Or incarceration?

Education
Or eradication?

Congregation
In consternation:

Clerical clowns
In comical gowns
Now stripped bare
As believers stare
In a mixture of grief
And disbelief
At sacred vestments
Reduced to fragments
Of their former respect
Through years of neglect
By the very top man
In the Vatican
Who failed to search
And clean out the Church

Forget the white sleeves
For no-one believes
A word anymore
As they did before
Is it not clear to all
That we witness the fall
Of a Church that is sick
May it all be quick
As it shows every sign
Of terminal decline

The Pope's tall hat
Lies trampled flat
For many feet
Came from the street
To St Peter's Square
To demand a fair
Explanation and
A responsible stand
From the shepherd boss
Who carries the Cross

The earthly rock
To which the flock
Was tethered so long
Appeared so strong
But will any vow
Stop it crumbling now?

A lonely voice
Dares to rejoice
And feebly does raise
A song of praise
But needed still
Is a miracle
To sort this out
There is little doubt
The internal fight
Like dynamite
Will reveal its heart
When it blows it apart
Or even, say some
To Kingdom come

Gone horribly wrong
No need to prolong
The whole sorry story
Reaches end of the glory

Devastatingly dismal
Absolutely abysmal

Remove the nuisance
With jurisprudence

Banish the lust
To rebuild the trust

How can it be done?
Go back to square one:

CELIBACY
Intimacy
Illegitimacy
Causing misery
Not only for them
So time to condemn
The concept as flawed
We should not be awed
Into silent accept
Nor let it be swept
Under the rug
As "a harmless hug"
Or "a friendly kiss"
Interrupts the bliss
And shatters the peace
When another "niece"
Or "nephew" is robbed
Of childhood and fobbed
Off with a lie
Or no reply
Or maybe a threat
Now caught in the net...

Old habits die hard
Be on your guard
For another pervert
Is ready to hurt
So act today
In a logical way:

We cannot purge
Any basic urge
So give it room
Or it will consume
Its prison walls
Till the inmate falls
Tempted by vice
Not once or twice
But again and again
Resulting in pain
Not only for him
But every victim...

And is what to do
Not clear to you?
The simple fix
Requires no tricks:

ALLOW A WIFE
IN A CLERGY-MAN'S LIFE

Nothing new
For indeed so do
Both Muslim and Jew
Why not Catholics too?

Unlock the monk's cell
And all shall be well
Instant cure
For the normal and pure

The Church cannot cope
We demand that the Pope
Drops every defense
And cuts out the offense

What if anything more
Is he waiting for?
A solution from God
Or some human fraud?

If all else fails
To ease the travails
Here is a tip:
A one-way trip
To Jerusalem
Will take care of them -
But then, why infest
The holiest
And most divine
Place in Palestine
With people like these?
Try again please!

As a last resort
He may pledge a report
To be published with haste
Not a cheap cut-and-paste
But without any edit
And he will take credit

Inaction cannot
Be part of his plot
For one more day
If he wishes to stay
Find every fact
Then clean up the act
Or get out of town
And we close the Church down

With the Pope left to weep
Now where will the sheep
Seek better days
And go to graze?
It remains to be seen
But the colour is green
A lush fertile hue -
Now there is a clue

To the better way
Come what may
To live every day
Worship and pray

To restore the calm
Convert to ISLAM

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Copyright © 2010 - IBRAHEEM (O.E.H.Johansen) - All Rights Reserved

The Two Missing Letters

- an ancient mystery solved

Written mid August 2010 - (458 lines)

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NOTE:
This poem makes no claims to historical accuracy.

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Hello again
Christian men
And women, look
In your holy book
That fairy tale
Long grown stale
Have a good read
Examine your creed
For amazing grace
Is not keeping pace
With the world today
And allow us to say
The one sent to save
Did not behave
As we might expect
From one so select

Unreliable
Unbelievable
The rambling plot
Leaves an awful lot
To be desired
He was not inspired
By almighty God
As the lightning rod
For all mankind
Instead we find
The so-called I AM
Sacrificial Lamb
(From animal
To cannibal!)
Is a horrible scam
He does not give a damn
About you or me
But only that we
Keep his memory
For eternity

He will not accept
That we reject
His message, no
He says if so
He hopes we will die
Horribly fry
Be completely lost
In a holocaust -
Sounds pretty grim
NOT nice of him!

It makes you wince
So much for the Prince
Of Peace - why mince
Words to convince
Mankind ever since
That he took our sins?
No evidence
In a word: nonsense

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If you cannot believe
It is time to retrieve
Your investment now
No matter how
Find somewhere secure
So it will endure
The passage of time
Repel any crime
Maybe multiply
Before you die
Assuming you do
What is good and true
But still be there
The day your share
We hope esteemed
Must be redeemed

For those reading this
The Good News is:
Watch this space -
We know such a place

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And by the way
Jesus does say
Loud and clear
For all to hear
That he was sent
His message meant
Only for those
His Father chose -
So in truth the Good News
IS RESERVED FOR THE JEWS

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Another thing
We wish to bring
Into general view
For all of you
If you are quick
Is the final trick
The Pope to deceive
Has kept up his sleeve
For two thousand years
But now it appears
The entire show
Could with one blow
Be swept aside
By a rising tide
Of questions and doubt
Which are not without
Foundation at all
It may breach the wall
Of secrecy built
To shield the guilt
Of the Vatican
From the eyes of man -
Force open the crypt
Reveal the script
The secret code
That was bestowed
The clearly heard
Most sacred WORD
The Creator spoke
And none can revoke
Entrusted to the few
Who vowed to be true
And get the job done
Pass the message on
Desired since when
By mortal men -
Intercepted by those
Who refuse to disclose
But concerned they might
Forget it outright
They made a sketch
And proceeded to etch
The vital clue
On a piece of blue
Sapphire so fine
It would sparkle and shine
In the darkest night
Without any light -
The important point is
They did it like this
After killing a ram:
I (space, space) AM

Later a priest
Came from the East
Posed as a nun
With a loaded gun
Acted alone
Demanded the stone
Which he got
Without a shot -
Then made his way
To Rome to say
To the head of the clan
In the Vatican
He expected his dues
For the real Good News
He had risked so much
To be able to touch
So money changed hands -
No-one understands
Hence the row:
Where is the stone now?

Well, it seems
That many schemes
Were talked about
Most no doubt
Meant to deceive -
There is reason to believe
That in the end
Advised by a friend
It was placed by a Pope
In an envelope
Wrapped, it is said
In sheets of lead
Then velvet cloth
Untouched by moth
Secured in a box
With many locks
Exquisitely made
From silver and jade -
As the box was not full
They added some wool
Three precious stones
And a few old bones
Shards of stained glass
Framed in brass
Last a crucifix
An interesting mix -
The holy men
Placed the box then
Inside a trunk
Once owned by a monk
Who knew St Paul
Before his Call -
Squeezed into a hold
Lined with gold
Walled up and sealed
Not to be revealed
So well designed
That no-one will find
But in the event
No warning is sent
For curses protect
From theft and neglect
And Angels defend
Till the Times of the End

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The Son of God
Himself once trod
This earth they claim
His lasting fame
Alive and well
From Heaven to Hell
And in between
As readily seen
In Christian states
Where it dictates
And so defines
Architectural lines
The Cross looks down
On every town
From central square
And thoroughfare
To market place
And public space

At intervals
To the sound of bells
The faithful throng
In prayer and song
For the holy word
Is most eagerly heard
When it rings out in church
From the preacher's perch
Chapter and verse
Blessing and curse
The New Testament
Makes them all repent

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Noah in the Old
Testament is told
By Yahweh in a voice
Leaving no room for choice
Just after the Flood:
"You must NEVER eat blood!"
So Communion decreed
By Jesus is a deed
Outlawed then as now
And a mystery how
It was ever allowed
For Christians bowed
In highest awe
Before the Law
Of Moses and it states
Who participates
Beware that each time
Is a capital crime!

A Satanic feast
Without the least
Spiritual link
Followers must drink
His blood, eat his flesh -
Surely all a flash
Back to pagan days
And savage ways
Where life must die
To pacify
Forces in control
Of your world and soul
And it still runs deep:
What you wish to keep
You must lose or destroy
As they say - ENJOY!

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The Trinity
That monstrosity
Is to many of us
Just ridiculous
Preposterous
And blasphemous

Laid down by the Church
After thorough research
And thoughtful debate
So consensus was late
Then swiftly endorsed
And strictly enforced:
If you disagreed
With the Holy Creed
For that small mistake
Burnt at the stake

This pathetic mess
Is believed nonetheless
By bright and dim
Who follow Him -
But who is He?
Not one but THREE!
Inexplicable
Inexcusable
Inscrutable
Unusable!

Some time well spent
Means the argument
Feared lost is won
Though Father and Son
And Holy Ghost
Still fool maybe most
But not everyone
For some have done
Their homework and found
The story unsound
Not only in part
For once you start
To check and compare
There is not a lot there
Which makes sense at all -
The fortress will fall
With a mighty crash
As a lightning flash
Lights up the sky
The Saviour will cry
For help in vain
As we pray for rain
To make the grass grow
So we don't have to sow
To feed all the sheep
Who have woken from sleep
They are hungry now
And restless, look how
Both young and old
Are leaving the fold
They used to be strong
But starved so long
They are skin and bones
With undertones
Of serious disease:
"God help us all please!"
The leading one bleats
As the Shepherd retreats
To God knows where
The sheep do not care
And neither do we
For now we can see
That the Shepherd admits
Defeat and quits
The fertile field
Leaving his shield
Armour and sword -
Maybe he got bored

Then, white as death
He draws a deep breath
And, saying nothing
Takes to the wing
Gives the Sign of the Beast
Before heading East

So we grab his spear
And without any fear
March right on
In the Setting Sun
More to be done
War to be won

And very soon
The Crescent Moon
Will rise and shine
To redefine
The world we know
Relentlessly grow
Swell and expand
In every land
To claim top spot -
We nearly forgot:
To those who do not
Like it, so what?

And what will you do
When it comes to you?
Learn ISLAM
And sit the exam?
Or resist at all cost
Until all is lost?

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Nature's way
The state of play
Compare and compete
Slowly defeat
What fails the test
Preserving the best

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Serving the Lord
The Catholic horde
Planning always the same
Voyaged and came
To kill and maim
In the Most Holy name
Control and loot
With heavy boot
To dominate
Decide the fate
Yet another group
Wiped out by the troop
Hail Mary hail!
They did not fail
To convert by force
Without any remorse

The Last Crusade
Now being played
Is the final act
The full impact
May not be clear
For another year
Or possibly five -
If we survive
Hope and pray
You will see the day
When justice rules
And the arrogant fools
Those brainless brutes
And their many recruits
Are defeated and
The Holy Land
Is free once more
Of Zion's war

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No need to be
A prophet to see
The signs are clear
That a new age is here
For a faith many dread
Continues to spread
Gaining ground and pace
Regardless of race
Or colour of skin
For it grows within
And emerges to say:
I AM THE WAY

The attraction is strong
So in poem and song
We sincerely write
Proclaim and recite
Not only to praise
The Creator but raise
Awareness around
The world that we found
What was missing till then
So women and men
May listen and look
Perhaps read the BOOK
And later decide
With humble pride
And dignity:
This is also for me!

Allah knows best
But maybe in jest
Or perhaps as a clue
Someone dropped two
Parts of the WORD
Originally heard
That vibrant tone
Later set in stone
And instead of three
It really should be
A total of five
To come alive

To be sure you all get
The point now let
Us spell it out
To avoid any doubt:

Instead of: I--AM
It was always: ISLAM

Mystery solved!
Now get involved:
All Christians and Jews
Help spread the GOOD NEWS!

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Copyright © 2010 - IBRAHEEM (O.E.H.Johansen) - All Rights Reserved

Cross-Eyed

- a message to all Christians

Written mid January 2010 - (133 lines)

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You folks focus on your chosen man
Repeat the hocus-pocus preached by the clan
As you have done ever since it all began
Most of it directed from the Vatican

You limit yourselves in what you can do
For in your narrow angle of view
All you can see is you-know-who
That ancient radical extremist Jew
As you hope and pray that in the not too
Distant future he will be due
To drop in again to make a few
More prophesies miraculously come true -
Now have your eyes tested every one of you

Parallax error is the technical term
But could also fairly be described as the worm
In the apple of your eye that will wriggle and squirm
So its presence is very easy to confirm

But mention correction and you do not wish to know
Or think the optician is the proper place to go
Yet truth will out and in time will surely show
It is capable of dealing a mighty blow
To those of you who, searching high and low
For answers in holy books, row after row
Still carry on as before and, doing so
Those well-documented suspicions grow
That you cannot distinguish between friend and foe

Are you sitting comfortably? And can you see all
The letters in the writing on the wall?
The large, the medium and the very small?
And afterwards can you maybe recall
The entire sequence and manage to scrawl
It down without letting the fat worm crawl
Out of your now nearly empty eyeball?

If you cover one eye, you might see straight
It will not take long, so patiently wait
And use the time sensibly to contemplate
The course of events that led to the state
You are in today, consider your fate
But the Good News is: it is never too late

Now if you cover both, you might go to sleep
So whatever you do, always keep
One eye uncovered for the occasional peep
And the learning curve should not be too steep
But ignore this advice and soon you may be deep
In trouble and stumble and collapse in a heap
Leaving you there in the dark to weep
Like an irretrievably lost little sheep

Try not to blink as we swiftly compile
The test results and create your profile
One moment please, and meanwhile
Do have a look around, walk the extra mile
To find a pair of glasses to truly beguile
Everyone you meet with your Christian smile
Or try contact lenses if glasses cramp your style -
Nothing that you like at all? Consider exile...

We are assuming that you really want to see
The world as it is and was meant to be
For surely that is the all-important key
And if upon reflection you do agree
You will not object to the reasonable fee
For by any definition your world view is not free
From distortions, aberrations, and strange imagery
Not just seeing double, you CROSS-eyed claim that He
God-Allah-Creator, is not one or two but three!
That is indisputably the highest degree
Of blasphemy, idolatry, apostasy
And we politely advice you to flee -
There is light at the end of the tunnel, follow me

In your case it is probably all in the mind
Dreaming up phantoms of every kind
Such as, incredibly, the Almighty confined
To a human body, for a time assigned
To menial tasks as later defined
By scribes who most likely themselves designed
The entire project and then quickly resigned

For you who decided to follow behind
It leaves your souls in a serious bind
For a worse predicament is difficult to find
Maybe not quite a case of blind leading blind
But something here is badly misaligned
And easy solutions cannot be divined

With ONEness and Creator inextricably entwined
The CROSS-eyed case is fatally undermined

And just for the avoidance of doubt we remind
You all that no Muslim will ever feel inclined
To believe the same as you: offer declined

Should your vision remain hazy and blurred
Despite the considerable expenses incurred
Are you sure that no nagging doubts ever stirred
Maybe deep inside your soul preferred
The whole truth instead of one miserable third
Chances are high that you either misheard
Or what you took for Gospel was some absurd
Corrupted version of the original Word

Everything in its proper time and place
Prepare today for a major disgrace
That will blow counter-arguments into space
So keep your New Testament handy just in case
If it has not already disappeared without trace
And if so, abandon any futile chase
For the answer is staring you CROSS-eyed in the face:
Let go of that fairytale bitter-sweet embrace

There is no evidence that he was Crucified
We do not even know if he really died
Or for that matter if the person who was tried
And condemned was ever properly identified

Throughout history some people have lied
And, honest to Allah, it cannot be denied
That in truth nothing here has been verified
In ways where the most stringent standards were applied

Yet Jesus is idolised and deified
Much has been predicted and prophesied
Rivers and oceans of tears have been cried
As his followers remain to this day CROSS-eyed

Of course it is possible to restore your sight
Indeed it can be done without any big fight
And we Muslims herewith cordially invite
Unfortunate CROSS-eyed Christians to recite
From dawn to dusk and sometimes through the night
Verses of the noble Quran in the light -

Of the beautiful ascending crescent moon
Recite, and your night vision will seem like noon
For in truth nobody is naturally immune
From the message of Allah, so if you tune
Your spiritual self to the cosmic commune
In time you will emerge from your homespun cocoon
Like a bright butterfly sipping nectar in June
Forgetting in the process the whole triune-
Triad-trio-troika nonsense as the harpoon
Of reason rips the over-inflated balloon
Of Christianity held by every CROSS-eyed loon
(We resisted the temptation to use the word baboon) -
May your eyesight be corrected and, inshallah, SOON...

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Copyright © 2010 - IBRAHEEM (O.E.H.Johansen) - All Rights Reserved

Triangle Tangle

- it takes three to tangle properly

Written early November 2009 - (171 lines)

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The Holy Triangle
Is a terrible tangle
Conceived to strangle -

By mystical magic
All reason and logic
At birth, how tragic!

Equilateral
Uniting the carnal
And spiritual

Paradoxical
Truly comical
Needing a miracle

Transmitter-receiver
For every believer
In enraptured fever

Who is to blame
For this fantasy game
And what is the aim?

Oh what a shame
That since he came
The towering frame -

And the lasting fame
Of a certain name
Still obscures the flame -

For so many of us!
If they will not discuss
That is not our loss

But listen old Son
Go back to square one
For time has run -

And the orbit has come
Full circle for some
Where are you from?

The Son of God
Never given the nod
Nor a Fatherly prod

We are not awed
So do not applaud
This colossal fraud

Fatally flawed
But not yet outlawed
At home and abroad

The Son of Man
Came with a plan
To impose a ban -

On anyone else
Who proudly foretells
What will be, and excels

The worst he did say:
Come what may
I am the way!

Rumours were spread
That he rose from the dead!
We believe that instead -

He did not die
For they did not try
To crucify -

Jesus at all
But for the long haul
God chose to call -

His messenger back
To keep him on track
For the next attack

And hiding behind
Every cheap kind
Of gimmick we find -

The Holy Spirit!
Many fear it
So do not go near it

No need to worry
Or indeed be sorry
Not the end of the story

For that which remains
Contains what reigns
Maintains and sustains

Popes with a brain
Attempt to explain
So far all in vain

They lecture and bless
It remains nonetheless
An insoluble mess

Each new one contends
That he understands
Yet none comprehends

For the apostolic
Age is symbolic
And somewhat shambolic

The latest antic
Another frantic
And clever semantic

Time to panic
It is megalomanic
And maybe Satanic

Calling for drastic
Change is a classic
Survival tactic

But every chronic
And well-known topic
Is highly toxic

It is problematic
To be both dogmatic
And very pragmatic

For a truly emphatic
And total fanatic
Is soon a schismatic

So not much scope
Or an honest Pope
Will make his own rope

Not willing or able
To clear from the table
An impossible fable

Has the Church ever
Changed its view? Never -
Not very clever!

The future looks tricky
The road ahead rocky -
Third time lucky?

Trial and error
Christian terror
Look in the mirror!

Quite photogenic
But schizophrenic
Hallucinogenic!

Trepid trio
Dubious duo
Sovereign solo

Triple trouble
Doubtful double
Bursting bubble

Watch the most holy
Symbol slowly
Sinking more lowly

Sad yet so funny
It does not make any
Sense with so many

Purely fictitious
Highly suspicious
Simply ridiculous

Absurdly contrived
How has it survived?
The time has arrived -

To proclaim it loud
Unmoved and unbowed:
Three is a crowd

And at zero expense
We should now dispense
With the whole nonsense

Break the Triangle
With a terrible jangle
Let the bits dangle -

On a hope and a prayer
By an old soothsayer
Until the last layer -

Of what was supposed
To be facts are disclosed
To be lies, and exposed

No need to issue
A farewell tissue
For we will not miss you

The trusted trilemma
In a dire dilemma
All thanks to Allah

How can it be
That not all can see
God is not three

What must we do
To convince all of you
God is not two

When experts are gone
And all said and done
God is ONE

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Copyright © 2009 - IBRAHEEM (O.E.H.Johansen) - All Rights Reserved

JP2

- a tribute to Pope John Paul II (1920-2005)

Written late July 2009 - (174 lines)

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NOTE:
Although never a Christian, I admired JP2 greatly and had
enormous respect for this exceptional man, above all his
genuine warm humanity and the remarkable way he reached
out to all other faiths and religions. What an example!

The "Froman and Yassin" mentioned are Menachem Froman, a
courageous rabbi running a yeshiva (Jewish religious college,
equivalent to Islamic madrassa) in Israel, and the co-founder
of the Islamic resistance movement Hamas, Ahmad Yassin.
Froman and Yassin once met and declared afterwards that if
only the politicians would keep out of it, they could agree on
a lasting peace for the Holy Land in 10 minutes.

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"The universality of salvation means that it
is granted not only to those who explicitly
believe in Christ and have entered the Church."
(John Paul II, Redemptoris Missio (No.10), 7 Dec 1990)

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Brother, I am not a Christian, never was
And never will be, yet I speak because
I know you will listen and understand anyway
So hear what this admirer has to say:

A man of the sharpest intellect
Deserving of everybody's respect
The scope of your learning was so vast
It is doubtful whether any of the past
Popes could match you overall -
You were well prepared when you got the call!

How did you find time to get it all done?
Fluent in ten languages! How many master one?

In your youth so active, you enjoyed many sorts
Of outdoor pursuits and competitive sports
And when elected pope at just fiftyeight
You became famous for jogging and weight-
Lifting and were nicknamed the keep-fit pope
Giving some inspiration and others hope

The way you carried your personal cross
Of age and infirmity, the creeping loss
Of movement and agility, hearing and sight
Although painful to watch, you were right
To continue until the very end
Using your physical state to send
A message that the human body is frail
And even the pope's must eventually fail
So setting an example for us all
To still be active when we hear the last call

The most travelled man in history?
If measured by airmiles, probably!
Several million kilometres, as you say:
"The future begins not tomorrow but today"
Always underway and on the move
Sparing no effort to continuously prove
By your personal presence that the local crowd
Deserved your blessing, so you went and bowed
Before them all, once at least
North and south and west and east

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I am a Muslim now but still
Admire the strenuous efforts and skill
You expended so long and so tirelessly
Brother, may I say religiously
To reach out in trying to reconcile
Or at least engage with a genuine smile
All other faiths on this planet where we live
Acknowledging that each could teach and give
Something to mankind for the common good
Neither accepted then nor understood
But you brought us together, the family of man
As a loosely confederated spiritual clan
Not to be lectured or converted by you
No, to be politely listened to
Treated as equals and above all as friends
Maybe you felt the Church must make amends
And atone for much, not least the Crusades
The Conquistadores, the Inquisition and the trades
In slaves, and colonising most of the globe -
Was this perhaps one way for you to probe
The sincerity of not just the Church but your own
Conscience as well? You let it be known
That relations with other religions in effect
Are dictated by the following twofold respect:
Respect for man in his ongoing quest
To find meaningful answers to the deepest
Questions of his life, if in any way he can
And "respect for the action of the Spirit in man"

It seems you reached out to Muslims more
Than to all others, you always left that door
Wide open and if we did not come in
That was not your fault, you did begin
By taking the first maybe short but sure
Steps to friendly dialogue, and to the pure
Of heart it is the thought and motive that count
And should the immediate results not amount
To much, the world has noticed you did try -
Sadly it is too late to ask you why
You singled Muslims out for attention, maybe
You felt compelled to approach us because we
Are so many already and growing rapidly?
How wonderful if you could answer me!

You had the vision, the stature and the strength
To say and write repeatedly, briefly or at length
That Christians and Muslims worship the same
Single universal Creator, though the name
We use may be different, our God is ONE -
My dear brother, hallelujah! Well done!

And still clear in our memory
You were the first pope in history
To enter a mosque to speak and pray
And marking that very special day
Always the determined and courageous man
You not only held but kissed the Quran!

Actions like those did not go down well
With fundamentalist Christians who would yell
You were guilty of outright blasphemy
Heresy and apostasy
They often called you an anti-Pope
On a dangerous and very slippery slope
And technically they were probably right
For all such actions seen in the light
Of accepted dogma, established so long
Leaves no room to deviate from the song
Of the ancient Athanasian creed
To be taken literally in word as well as deed
By anyone claiming to be a Christian
And endorsed of course by the Vatican

It surely clashes with the divine
That unforgiving bottom line
For which there is Catholic consensus:
Extra ecclesiam nulla salus
[outside the (Catholic) Church there is no salvation]
Reaffirmed again and again
By the most zealous and learned men
Of the Church down the centuries
When suddenly you said: "Yes there is!"
Not once or twice by accident
But many times, so was obviously meant
Seriously and to be taken as read
Which we did and we liked what you said -
It would seem that Christians and Muslims share
More than we knew! Now, if you compare
The broad-minded and universal view
Proposed and formulated by you
With the old ultra-fundamentalist school
Sterile and rigid, harsh and cruel
You were a much needed antidote
But from there to assert you represented the goat
Well, let everyone make up his own mind
And, when the reasoning is done, we will find
It was neither heresy nor profanity
All you expressed was your humanity!

*

What did you achieve when spending whole nights
Praying in Peter's crypt alone? What insights
Did you gain, on what power did you draw?
Did you sense a page or two of eternal law?
Which password did you use to log into this
Level or dimension of timeless bliss?
I am sure you would say that the golden key
To enter that kingdom is humility

Had you written it all down in your own hand
We would probably still fail to understand...

Brother, and I am not trying to catch you out
But maybe you could remove an old doubt
An innocent question about divinity:
Can you please explain the Holy Trinity?

*

Your words and deeds and presence did much
To bring all of East Europe back into touch
With the rest, so speeding up the collapse
Of Communism, in retrospect perhaps
Your highest achievement - and what was your reward?
As they say, mysterious are the ways of the Lord:
For your good efforts you were shot and nearly died
And millions around the world prayed and cried
Convinced yourself you were protected that day
By Our Lady of Fatima in some miraculous way
Later you visited your killer in jail
And forgave him - words almost fail...

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I believe if this world were run by a team
Of truly good old men with the gleam
Of the wisdom of the ages in their eyes
Not just to sit there and drink tea and advise
But with executive power to decree
It would not take long before we would see
Significant improvements in every sphere
Of life just about everywhere -
According to Froman and Yassin it would take
No more than ten minutes for them to make
A peace that we all could understand
And one which would last, in the Holy Land!

I know you have moved on to pastures new
But maybe we could still consult with you?

*

Though dedicated to Christianity
You did much for all humanity
May you rest now in peace for ever JP2
And may all future Popes be more like you...

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Trinity Revisited

- triune triad trivialised

Written mid July 2009 - (136 lines)

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To Christians no apology
For you have no monopoly
On truth and faith - do you agree?

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Trinity in Unity
And Unity in Trinity?
It makes no sense at all to me

Three in one and one in three
An equal opportunity
To share in the divinity

Three in one
Cannot be done
Now who has won?

Each one third
Is unheard
Of and absurd

All three whole
Says the scroll
Found in a hole

Each one grown
All alone
On his own?

Which is true?
Got a clue
What to do?

Did the Cross
Mean the loss
Of the boss?

From slaves in captivity
To scenes of festivity
Around the nativity

The most holy family
An interesting anomaly
And many pay homily

Now, would you rather
Believe the Father
Or look a bit further?

Do not bother
The virgin mother
Go for the other

The innermost
Among the host:
The Holy Ghost

All for one and one for all
If help is needed when we fall
Which one should a mortal call?

One in three
Said: "Follow me
And you shall see

Trust me implicitly
I tell you explicitly
I have exclusivity!"

A virtual certainty
That one has full immunity
Throughout the community

While two in the vicinity
May have true affinity
For all of eternity

So can with impunity
From here to infinity
Indulge their blessed vanity

An everlasting great pity
That serious duplicity
In fair Jerusalem City!

The setting had serenity
And every known amenity
Yet led to loss of sovereignty

In tearful humidity
That oversized morbidity
CROSSed out validity

To smile in adversity
Is an old perversity
Still taught in university

Subjected to depravity
And left in the cold cavity
Just there obeying gravity

He then discovered levity
And exchanged this brevity
For lasting longevity

Superconductivity
Normal creativity
Or special relativity?

Oh for the propensity
To enter fourth density
And join the immensity!

A curious tendency
To view his ascendency
As inter-dependency

Lacking accuracy
Is it a conspiracy
Plain lunacy or piracy?

We need clarity -
So vouch for the verity
Or disown with severity!

Highly debatable
And every point contestable
If not outright detestable

What is the plausibility
Of this as probability?
Sheer impossibility!

Oh what a liability:
The hero of humility
Has zero credibility!

Some say that Christianity
Is nothing but insanity
Misleading humanity...

A mixture of impurity
And old occult obscurity -
I fear for my security:

Driven by loud litany
Approaching fast is mutiny
Planning now my destiny

With speed-of-light velocity
And down-to-earth ferocity
Here comes animosity!

Is there availability
Of heavenly tranquility?
If not pretend senility!

Enough of this frivolity
Exploring co-equality
Or not, as the case may be

As increasing infamy
Decreases anonymity
I ask your magnanimity

And so with great solemnity
Dissolving every enmity
I claim full indemnity!

Trinity revisited
A few more words first cosseted
Then carefully deposited -

After being edited
And every word elicited
Was properly solicited

Curtailing my audacity
Here ends my capacity
But as for the veracity...?

(Applaud now my tenacity!)

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Free America!

- from Zionism!

Written 28 March 2009 - (237 lines)

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NOTE:
AIPAC stands for "The America Israel Public Affairs Committee"
and it is one of the 2 most powerful lobby groups in the US
(the other being the National Rifle Association), wielding a
catastrophic and absurdly disproportionate influence over US
foreign policy, and frequently referred to by lawmakers as:
"The elephant in the room".

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AIPAC rules
And only fools
With closed eyes
Think otherwise

It alone
Sets the tone
Its every move
Designed to prove
America exists
For the Zionists!

Whatever the cost
Proud America must
Kneel and obey
Whatever they say

There is no way out
To escape the clout
Of those evil thugs
Whose agenda hugs
Like the ominous cloak
Of The Ivy and the Oak

A tiny parasite
Usurping the might
Of so-called friends
For its own ends

The immaculate clothes
Worn by those
Who secretly deal
Cannot conceal
Whatever the spin
The monsters within

Benefactors beware!
For Zionists share
A far from unique
Pathological streak
A planned attack
Stabbed in the back
We should expect more -
What are best friends for?

America confused
Used and abused
Never truly free -
How can this be
Allowed to go on?
What needs to be done
Is easy to see
Not only for me!

So big and strong
Yet powerless, so long
It remains the slave
It will never behave
At home or abroad
In a way to applaud -
If in future it could
Maybe it would?

But Israel knows
And the record shows
That come what may
Americans will pay
Even fight and kill
And if AIPAC's will
Are prepared to lie
Down and die
Succumb to the spell:
Help Israel!

It is not only sad
But totally mad
And more than tragic
For it kills any magic
Which could emerge
If free of this scourge

Will America survive
And the day arrive
When at liberty
To finally be
Itself once more
Like it was before
The cancer took hold
And began to unfold
Its master plan
For the American
Place in its scheme
The long-term dream
As anyone can tell:
Greater Israel

Zionists race
All over the place
To remind everyone
Of the wrongs that were done
To Europe's Jews
By Hitler's crews
Many years ago
(As if we did not know!)
To exploit the guilt
Upon which is built
Settlements and walls
Despite frequent calls
By international law
Israel must withdraw
Unconditionally
All built illegally
So null and void
And should be destroyed

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Throughout the land
Christians demand
That more will be sent
By their government
This year than last
For, lost in the past
They fail to perceive
And would not believe
The reality
And brutality
The mindless hate
Of the modern state
Of Israel
Thinking all will be well
For eternity
But modernity
Has caught them out
And is about
To open their eyes
For Paradise
Is as far away
From those today
As it ever was -
Why? Because
They have misread
What the scriptures said:

When the time is right
God in his might
Has promised He will
Restore Israel

But until then
It is NOT for men
To recreate
Any Jewish state

Proscribed and outlawed!
Yet the fatally flawed
Old argument still
Determines the will
Of Christian Zionists -
Illogic twists
Simple concepts and finds
In their eager minds
A ready abode -
May this explode
Another myth!

We continue with:
Why do the Jews
Feel the need to use
These words when they pray
So go on to say

We sinned and rebelled
So Yahweh expelled
Us and we were banned
From the Promised Land

Do you now understand?

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Who dares wins!
But if anyone begins
To seriously suggest
The nation's interest
Would be better served
If America swerved
The old way was scrapped
And a new one mapped
That Israel's grip
The whole relationship
Should be redefined
Be of the same kind
As with any other state -
AIPAC would not wait
But do its best
Howl and protest
Threaten and warn
Ridicule and scorn
Should he still persevere
Blackmail and smear
Invariably applied
Until too terrified
To defend honesty
And his own integrity
So disappears from view
Or accepts his new
Role as a clone
Without a moan

For AIPAC defied
Is suicide
In political terms -
Better join the worms!

Simply told
The stranglehold
Of Zionism on
Every single one
Of the political class
Could not be more crass:
The road was paved
Congress enslaved
All hostages now
To the sacred cow
And the golden calf
On Zion's behalf

Now what can they do?
Cruel but true
The tragic story
More territory
Was occupied
When freedom died
By Israel -
Capitol Hill...

Absolutely absurd!
Will the voices be heard
Who clamour for change?
They are within range
Can you hear what they say?
Join them today!

Lacking still
The political will
Can the battle be won
Or has it gone
Already too far
For those who are
Responsible here
To get into gear
And come out on top?
This madness must stop
Not tomorrow - NOW!
But how?

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The Last Crusade

- the War of Terror against Islam

Written early December 2008 - (606 lines)

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NOTE:
GMI stands for Greater Middle East Initiative,
which was the overriding strategic aim of the
Bush administration, officially to bring freedom and
democracy to the entire region but in truth to dominate
and control and, failing that, at least achieve compliance
with US, meaning Zionist, interests.

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At the end of days
There is nothing to praise
For the Christian West
Has failed every test
It is time to lie
Down and die
In the coffin you made
For the Last Crusade

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As prospects fade
For the Last Crusade
Now is the time
To compose a rhyme
About it all
From rise to fall
Plus events in between
Naturally seen
From the point of view
Not of Christian or Jew
But Muslims worldwide
We no longer hide
But openly speak
As we actively seek
To shape affairs
Both ours and theirs!

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The Crusader plan
For Afghanistan
And later Iraq
Took the world back
So many years
It now appears
The current stage
Is the middle age
And to change the set
First we must get
Rid once and for all
Of those who call
The shots that kill
For it is their will
They implement
And to circumvent
The rule of law
An excuse for war
Can be easily found
And so clear the ground
For a ready-made
Glorious Crusade

Insatiable greed
And a perverse need
To dominate
Plus a mindless hate
Of the world of Islam
Has caused such harm
It is hard to see
How this century
Would be long enough
To smooth out the rough
Waters that rage
Some try to engage
Well-meaning no doubt
Both sides without
Any progress to date
And it may be too late
For the privilege
To build a bridge
Across the divide
To the other side
For more and more fear
What we deal with here
Is not "live and let live"
But "all take and no give"

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Sixty years on
No justice done
Palestinians wait
For their own state
To be given to them
East Jerusalem
Its capital -
No sign Israel
Or any of its friends
Truly comprehends
The dangers here
Yet to most it is clear:

A bomb was primed
Expertly timed
The clock was wound
No answers found
And ticking away
To a terrible day
The fuse was lit
Will we all get hit
When it detonates
How many states
As we burn and choke
Will go up in smoke
Wiped off the map
By the booby trap
Of Zionist dreams
Those evil schemes
Concocted behind
The closed doors we find
In high places where
Sinister groups share
Their sick ideas
The agreement appears
In a protocol
Then forced on us all
We must comply
Submit or die

Aloof and above
The children of
David's Star
Believe they are
God's own elect
Whom He will protect
To the very last day
So what we do and say
Will never redress
The injustice - God bless
The Christian right
Evangelical might
Of America!
Hallelujah!

Pick any big church
Do a quick search
And you shall find
A special kind
Of gospel there
That the faithful share
Across the States
And it dictates
That every American
Good Christian
Must enlist
As a Zionist
And of course they do -
How about you?
Have you done it yet?
Do not forget!
Or you face the wrath
Of God on your path!
Therefore they pray:
Do it today!

With enraptured eyes
Viewing Paradise
They sing with one voice:
"The obvious choice
IS - RA - EL
E-ter-nal
Hope for mankind
In you we find
Purpose and strength
To go the length
Bethlehem
To Jerusalem
Like Christ our king
We too will bring
Good News to all
Who follow the call
To do what we say
We are the way

And we will assist
Any true Zionist
To conquer in style
Euphrates to the Nile
That being God's will
Pursue it until
An established fact
By the holy pact
First kill and destroy
Then relax and enjoy
Expect the reward
From the good Lord
For His kingdom
Will surely come!"

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No doubt many
Thought innocently
That all would be fine
As in Palestine
The elections would be
Under scrutiny
The noble aim
Of observers who came
From near and far
By plane and car
And when over and done
Every single one
Said all was correct
So we did expect
When the figures were in
Whoever would win
The results would be praised
And no fingers raised

Most wanted to try
So turnout was high
Still taking stock
Then came the shock
With the power to stun:

Hamas had won
A majority
Decisively!

In the USA
The very next day
The Christian right
Bid progress goodnight:

"After the vote
We read every quote
We saw the result
Which was an insult
And a direct threat
To Israel you bet
And to all we believe
And try to achieve
In the Middle East
So the very least
We could do was say NO
Jimmy Carter, GO
Home and shut up!
We must put a stop
To this one way
Or the other, so we say:

We will prevent
Our government
Sending any aid
To Gaza, blockade
The coastal strip
Let the people dip
Their bread not in oil
But sewage, spoil
The water supply
Cut it off, let them die
Turn off the last lamp
In the prison camp
Lay siege to the land
They must understand
We mean what we say
And are here to stay
We are in charge
And will enlarge
Every settlement so
Our presence will grow
Throughout the West Bank
Protect with a tank
Every brave pioneer
Palestine stops here!

For Islamists
Are terrorists!

No democracy
With theocracy!

Tell Mahmoud Abbas
To get rid of Hamas!"

And to please and comply
The old man did try
But only the cruel
Divide and rule
So isolate
The ones they hate

But Israel's man
Mohammad Dahlan
The security chief
Like a clumsy thief
Fled in disgrace
Leaving the place
For Hamas to patrol
In total control

So all was in vain
Instead of a gain
The Gaza Strip
Did completely slip
From his weakening grasp
To an audible gasp
From the neighbourhood
Which understood
What it had just seen
Might very well mean
Islam on a roll
For the region as a whole
Where presidents
And kings represent
Just the ruling elite -
Listen to the street!
It is wide awake
And about to take
Its natural right
The political fight
All the way to you
And what will you do
When they all stand there
Shouting: "Free and fair
Elections for all
If you do not call
Them this very day
We will throw you away
And bury you deep
On the rubbish heap
Of history soon
On a Friday afternoon!
For you are the best
Agents of the West!
Your power depends
On Crusader friends!

Yet you are not strong
So move along
Your time is up
See sense and drop
Your weapons and run
And when you are gone
We will restore
What was before
And build a state
To resonate
From desert to coast
With the wishes of most
Plus rights for the few
Such as Christian and Jew

When at last free to choose
We will put to best use
Our talents to the full
And what will pull
Us out of the murk?
Islam at work!"

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And what was done
In Lebanon
Later that year
Still brings a tear
To the weary eye
As some of us try
To look through the smog
Of the demagogue

Little Israel
Thought all would go well
Smash Hizbollah
Strangle Gaza
Two problems endured
So long would be cured
At a stroke, with one slap
Wiped off the map

But waves of attacks
Stopped in their tracks
Reversal of roles
Gaping holes
In Merkava tanks
Retreating ranks
Of Israel's best
Cheered on by the West
Collected their dead
As they fled

Halted by a few
Thousand who knew
South Lebanon
And how to take on
The invaders who came
With the single aim
To pave the way
For Crusader-USA
Hallelujah!
There they go, Syria
Is next in line
As they redefine
The Middle East
For The Sign of the Beast
Must be stamped on all
And the last port of call
In the sinister plan
Was Islamic Iran

But the Crusader team
And its rotten dream
Became exposed
And decomposed
In South Lebanon
When Hizbollah won

We are with you today
Every step of the way
To further success
HIZBOLLAH GOD BLESS!

Girls and boys
Clutching toys
In hospital beds
Bandaged heads
Missing arms and legs
The question it begs
For every one:
What had they done?

If you lost a hand
You would understand
What they now feel
We MUST all appeal
To ban cluster bombs
For whoever comes
Too near to those
Might lose the nose
Or a whole lot more
As the terror war
Ignores all norms
And civilised forms
Of behaviour for the goal
Of worldwide control

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In Gaza meanwhile
In Crusader style
The strangling grip
Is choking the Strip:

Savage and cruel
The vital fuel
Turned off and on
A new kind of fun

When somebody dies
For lack of supplies
In a hospital bed
Shake your head -
In the Western press
Covered less and less
If mentioned at all
It is printed small
Or trivialised -
IT IS UNCIVILISED!

Dependent on aid
Conditions are made
Progressively worse
Small wonder they curse
The Crusader-West
And most of the rest -
As regards Israel?
Just go to Hell!

To all you out there
Know that we care!
And we will not let
You down or forget!

And if all we can do
Is to suffer with you
Then so we will
Waiting until...

But we CAN do more
To free your shore
End the blockade
So normal trade
Can flow again
Ease the pain
Transforming pity
Into dignity
Which is your right
For which you fight
And despite all they do
To get rid of you
They never will -
You are breathing still!

Listen Mahmoud Abbas:
LONG LIVE HAMAS!
 
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The torn flag sways
As a bugle plays
The very last post
For the holy ghost
Is going home
Maybe to Rome
Or further west
To take some rest

In painful defeat
The Crusaders retreat
In disarray
Back all the way
They recklessly came
Their strategic aim
Dead in the dust
As they work out the cost
Of their latest mistake
Which is bound to make
All the others seem small
But you lie as you fall!

The GMI
Always destined to die
Twitching but still
With the power to kill
Will soon be gone
There is much to be done
To repair what it broke
But the threat of the yoke
Of slavery somehow
Has receded for now

The Crusader might
Is a pitiful sight
Already, and before
Long expect more
Interesting news
To change people's views
To conclude: if the past
Was bad then the Last
Crusade was the worst -
With the bubble now burst
Can the world look ahead
To a time without dread
Of destruction today
Or tomorrow? No way -
At least not yet:

First we must get
The Crusader beast
And the Middle East
Under control
Then inshallah the soul
Of most will be
Feeling so free
That it expands
And makes demands
For a new lease
Of outer peace
And inner calm -
Known as Islam!

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Accountants are still
Preparing the bill
For their callous boss
The material loss
Of staggering size
To roll your eyes
Yet all this waste
Just could be a taste
Of worse to come
Unless there is some
Dramatic change
Across a wide range
Of issues in flames -
The Crusader still blames
Islam, but we know
What you do and so
(And is it not true?)
WE BLAME YOU!

The good and wise
Now theorise
Comparing notes
And learned quotes
What went wrong
Estimate how long
It might take to redeem
The loss of esteem
At home and abroad
And before God
But reach no firm
Figure of the long-term
Price to be paid
For the Last Crusade...

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Now some news for you
And we will get through:

Towering arrogance
Abysmal ignorance -

Scriptures misread
Confused in your head -

Christians and Jews
With radical views -

Every Zionist
Is an extremist -

Militant minds
Planning wars of all kinds -

Arch neo-Cons fight
To prove might is right -

The War on Terror
Your most serious error
For the terror is yours
And only this cures:

Mind your own
Business alone

Do not interfere
In the Muslim sphere

Political Islam
Wishes you no harm
But Crusaders go home
For we claim the Dome
Of the Rock as our own -
Do not take one stone!

Now has all the pain
And suffering been in vain
Or will you learn from this?
The point not to miss:

A new age has dawned -
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

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All those who prayed
For the Last Crusade
So fervently
Should immediately
Be charged and tried
For genocide

Long overdue
A Nuremberg Two
Should be set up
And told not to stop
Till the ghastly crimes
Of recent times
Have been addressed
The guilt assessed
Of the evil men
Who were leading then
The Crusader games
We know their names
And how they look
So bring them to book!

There is a mass
Of evidence to pass
Every known test
Now do the rest!

And if sentenced to death
As they draw their last breath
Rest assured there will be
No tears from me

And if not put to sleep
At the very least keep
Them under lock and key
For eternity

Let justice be done:
NOW BRING THEM ON!

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And still no sign
Of a free Palestine...

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