Blind faith psychosis

Psychosis and business

what is it then that makes us pray
that makes us creep and crawl all day
that makes us read some silly script
our pride and confidence slyly stripped

what is then that transfers our minds
to heavens and angels and spiritual kinds
and attend Cathedrals in little groups
then dress in robes as exemplar troops

what is it then that makes us build
on fertile land where food was tilled
huge cathedrals and churches to
just to sing and confess anew

does it help in anyway
to wile away the hours of day
dressed in black and on your knees
praying to something and making pleas

is it selfishness that makes them think
we all need them to cower and shrink
on our behalf at their request
so that our souls be sublimely blessed

the whiff of selfishness stirs the air
me thinks its just themselves they care
the work is easy and less to think
from competition they wilt and shrink

this god they advocate with fuss
when ask for proof they looked nonplussed
O proof O proof what for you need
the devils home you'll go with speed

my lucid mind begins to stir
i’m in the hands of a blackmailer
i only ask for what your sales
then they came back as hard as nails

so business then shall prevail
in woolworths by an honest sale
the church an inquisition me thinks
proof of content surely stinks

jobee http://pub2.bravenet.com/forum/116302934

Monty

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Field Marshall Bernard Montgomery.London 1887-1976.Hampshire. his father a bishop with prayer in mind but monty's thoughts were war inclined different they were as chalk and cheese with driving ambition and ways to succeed st pauls in london montys chosen school impish and playfull but no bodies fools andhurst academy he eventually went. the warwicks reg-. he began his ascent off to India to assist the raj his five years there he didnt enlarge 1914- he returned to these shores eagerly entering- europe's wars badly wounded in a machine gun tirade. a young medic came to his aidea snipers bullet- hit the medics head falling on monty and instantly dead the young medic monty claimed saved his life as the sniper aimed two years in hospital monty spent then returned- to this ghastly event surviving this war with great valour he then addressed the second world war on dunkirk beaches and on the retreat to blitzgrieg tactics he conceaded defeat learning much- from this traumatic event to african deserts he next was sent a man named rommel was in command ruling the roost in this desert land. methodically assembling all he could get, leaving nothing to chance with this little bet, with set piece tactics and classical war, he relieved gen.rommel of his african tour. now the world looked- with the greatest of awe ,not one more battle- would he lose in this war, like wellington before him- he had found, his own ideas were most profound. alas on D Day he was not selected although on all sides most respected the great american eisenhower, was elected to lead- this finest hour. after the war he settled down. not to far from a hampshire town, he bought a mill on the river wey, In binstead churchyard his body does lay.JB. A Coy 3 para.55/57.

Sepp Dietrich SS

Sepp Dietrich spent part of his youth as a butchers apprenticethen rose through the ranks of the German army to command the sixth SS Panzer Army. Colonel-General Joseph ‘Sepp’ Dietrich SS1893-1966 Ever met that kind of guy. That sits and stares you in the eye, You know he’s squaring for a fight, Just hoping for a scrap tonight. Pugnacious looking-cocky to, Violence comes oozing through, Never seen him in your life, Clocking you-then your wife. ‘Sepp‘ Dietrich fits that bill, Punching people for a thrill, Swaggering braggart and bully to, Glowering over yours and you. You would have thought this man, Would have been an also ran. No education, to speak of, Seemingly- all push and shove. Then soldiering caught Seppy’s eye, He waved the butchers shop good bye, In 1911 he starts his climb, Through the ranks in double time. The Great War came and went, A rising star in this event, A Sgt. Majors badge he wore, Well decorated for this tour. The war lost on Berlins say, The Freikorps- his next foray, Fighting Commies on the street, The reds soon beat a quick retreat. Dietrich soon caught Hitler’s ear. Hitler quick to commandeer. They formed the SS Leibstandarte, Head bouncer then was Seppy’s part. 33’ became Dietrich’s year, A star in Major-Generals gear, In charge of Hitler’s murder squad, And boy! did he ride roughshod? Killing all no questions asked, For Dietrich just a menial task, But soon again the winds of war, Had General Dietrich back on tour, No disgrace at high command, With some success on Russian land, Then he moved to western shores, But allied pilots closed the doors. Through a long military career, Geneva’s rules did not appear, To concern Dietrich, in any way, Only Dietrich would hold sway. At Nurembourg we would hear The cruelties of this career, Unarmed prisoners made to stand, The last word heard-the fire command. Jb.Acoy 3 para.©© http://pub49.bravenet.com/forum/4204046111/

MODESTY

would it better if men were more scared
and women stopped praising he-men who dared
would it be better if tenderness reigned
those blood and guts ‘nerviest’ held and restrained.

would it be better if modesty prevailed
and we kissed and caressed all those who failed
ticker tape welcomes for those who are quiet
who mind their own business refusing to fight

me thinks would be better to stop making guns
by spending the money on laughter and puns
I hope in the future we’ll think again
and governments think deeply bout women and men

the animal kingdoms no problem at all.
its humans that’s spreading and taking it all
should we consider our productive rate
lesson our urge to procreate.

china had fun with this little game
should we take stock and do the same
nature tells us to watch our stock
or we could be in for a blooming big shock

i woke up this morning and this came to mind.
silly old me just trying to be kind..
my lucid mind gave its best shot.
Im sorry folks but that’s all ive got jb

Superstition

It is deadly supposition.. What is it then that makes us pray, That makes us creep and crawl all day, That makes us read some silly script, Our pride and confidence slyly stripped. What is then that transfers our minds, To heavens and angels and spiritual kinds, To attend Cathedrals in little groups, To dress in robes as ‘exemplar’ troops. What is it then that makes us build, On fertile land where food was tilled, Huge Cathedrals and Churches to, Just to sing and confess anew. Does it help in anyway, To wile away the hours of day, Dressed in black and on your knees, Praying to something and making pleas. Is it selfishness that makes them think, We all need them to cower and shrink, On our behalf at their request, So that our souls be sublimely blessed. The whiff of selfishness stirs the air, Me thinks it's just themselves they care, The work is easy and less to think From competition they wilt and shrink This God they advocate with fuss, When ask for proof they looked nonplussed, O proof, O proof, what for you need, The devils home you'll go with speed. My lucid mind begins to stir, Im in the hands of a blackmailer I only ask for what your sales?, Then they came back as hard as nails. So business then shall prevail, In Woolworth’s by an honest sale, The Church an inquisition me thinks Proof of content surely stinks. John Bishop©. 2003 Email: http://two.guestbook.de/gb.cgi?gid=712376&prot=renxrxICQ: http://two.guestbook.de/gb.cgi?gid=712376&prot=renxrx

Cpl. 'adi' Hitler

cpl adolf 'adi' hitler when the first world war broke out hitler saido ‘overpowered by stormy enthusiasm- I fell downon my nees and thanked heaven for granting methe good fortune of being permitted to live at this time’ cpl.adolph ‘adi’ hitler 1889 -1945. hitler was rescued from his drifting life by rumblings of war and oncoming strife germany not austria his leanings were bent his spirits lifted- by this awesome event the assassination of archduke ferdinand by a man named princip- from serbian land austro-hungary attacked the serbs. then russia and france called on reserves belgian nuetrality the germans ignored the british lion awakened then roared hitlersigning for bavarian command overcome with enthusiasm for his adopted land. for hitler the army a base and a home stopping his restless urge to roam with the ‘list’ regiment he first saw war at ypres in belgium he started his tour decorated early- in this vicious war the iron cross 2nd class- he very soon wore competent- courageous- alert and keen a credit to any fighting machine between actions quietly reserved drawing and philosophy studiously observed no presents or cards at christmas time his pet dog foxl suited him fine surviving ypres -and making his name the battle at Somme his next little game a wound in the leg caused him to fall convalescing- his nature- not suited at all back in action for the last great push heading for paris in a desperate rush nearly- the name of this little game a desperate attempt before americans came a first class Iron cross -hitlers reward a jewish officer gave the award at the second ypres in a gas attack partly blinded -but he would be back Jb a coy 3 para

Christmas

did you notice babys face
trying hard at table grace
spitting out and wondering why
nothing goes in mouth or eye

did you notice startled eyes
when poppers pop and trailers fly
and christmas lights blink and flash
then new found toys whirl and crash.

did you notice granma's care
trying to catch babys stare
making faces and sucking lips
twiddling fingers and making quips.

then tapping granpa on the knee
watch that drink- im telling thee
just one more and thats enough
Ive seen you on that malted stuff.

and then more kids come hussling in
what a ruckus- what a din
don't stand up youll lose your seat
your ageing limbs cannot compete

youths and girlfriends then appear
showing off their flashy gear
drinks all round and giggles to
last nights sipping starts anew.

the smell of cooking fills the air
tables laid with special care
paper hats and tinsel to
take your turn and join the queue

eating done and tables cleared
then some faces disappeared
pulling crackers- whats in this
give a tug and make your wish

that's my toy- dont you dare
a little friction in the air
children squabble- then settle down.
taking note of fathers frown.

just a glance of chrismas day
cheers to all I hope and pray.
the new year brings to everyone.
the well sung words of lennons song.

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