how about a bit o'dub poetry ? ((BARFF ALERT))

by nelly136 31 Replies latest jw friends

Confession

Here's an older one of mine...
You may go to five meetings a week
And knock on door after door
You may fancy yourself very meek
And righteous right down to the core
Your mind you may work hard to train
While you reach for the utmost in piety
You may feel you have much to gain
From some men at the Watchtower Society
You may study your lesson each day
And mix with only the friends
You may pour out your heart when you pray
To be on earth when life never ends
You may wonder why some go to college
To you it seems full of anxiety
‘Cause the only approved sort of knowledge
Comes from men at the Watchtower Society
Then you find at the close of your life
That the end never came as they said
Your children, you and your wife
Down a fine garden path have been led
All your life you’ve been sold quite a load
And you find with the greatest sobriety
That your brain had been fully bestowed
To those men at the Watchtower Society
Confession
GentlyFeral

Here's one I wrote a few years back, when I was challenged to improve on a Rod McKuen poem. I'd only been out for a year or two...
Crosstown Bus
Well, after she was done telling me
about how she nearly lost her leg to an embolism but, praise god, the doctor agreed not to use blood and she's here today offering me gaudy magazines with stiff prose and flimsy pages --
Yes, the Creator spared her to distract me from you –
I said "No thanks" without explaining why, but she wasn't done yet:
She kept on trying to raise my eyes to her tinfoil God and his white bread paradise –
I think –
As I tried to remember –
Tell me again why we broke up?
(January 1997)
caligirl

Gag ...
My mother has one of those not so clever poems on her bathroom wall.....come to think of it, that is probably a fitting place for it!
I'll have to take a pic and post it when I am out there next month. Should be a fun visit. My 3 year old is already talking about Christmas (he's figured out the present thing) and he should be nice and vocal... I think I need to teach him a few Christmas carols!!
nelly136

THE PARADISE TRAIN © By Ruth Bohonsuik We're on a forward moving train to Paradise, Whose passengers are booked for eternal life. However, some on that train get sick and fall asleep. They're sent to the sleep-car so they can rest in peace. They are still on our train, Riding with us - as we go. Our destination is Paradise, Only then will it unload. The Great Crowd is conducted off the train, Then Christ Jesus, our Master, speaks, To those in the sleep-car - "come on out," The time has come for the end of all grief. Our loved ones are finally awakened, And received with unspeakable delight, Known only to those who are faithful, And preserved through Armageddon's fight. The depth of sadness and grief once known, As promised, is matched by joy untold. Never again by death will loved ones be severed. Together we praise, the Great Jehovah forever. The things we will do! Ah! The plans we will make. Unhindered by illness, pain, sadness, or aches. Fear will be gone, that enemy death is no more, Are some of the things our dear Father has in store. In the name of Christ Jesus, your Only Begotten Son, We prayerfully thank you Jehovah, for you are the One, Who lovingly arranged for us to come aboard this train, That safely transported us, 'From Paradise Lost to Paradise Regained'.
(said it was copyrighted but ''you may copy it as long as you include my name as the author.'')
http://www.geocities.com/NapaValley/9101/paradise.html
Abaddon

Jehovah god is rather odd
He gives man gifts of freedom
But when they use it he gets mad
And chucks them out of Eden
He curses man and the sod
Eve gets to scream in labour
And god's pre-fer-rence for sear'd flesh
Incites the first murderer
As if all this is not enough
He makes humans mortal
And sets to prove his petty point
That man should be more grateful
Then when man starts to achieve
With mortal lives and frailty
Governing themselves god sabotages
With deluge and lingusitic diversity
Jehovah god's a silly sod
He doesn't play things fairly
Makes me think he might just be
Made up quite entirely
Clam

LOL @
Jehovah god's a silly sod
He doesn't play things fairly
Makes me think he might just be
Made up quite entirely
Thanks nelly. Pass the bucket.
nelly136

It's coming soon
It will not delay
Don't put off tomorrow
What you should be doing today

Some have grown impatient
Some have left us
Some have given into sin
Yes, some have let Satan win

It is not an easy fight
It gets harder to stay focused
But, what can the world give me?
People are crazy, evil, swarming like locust

Got to hang on
I have to keep trying
I see the lost souls around me
Living recklessly, don't they know this world is dying?

It will not delay
It will come soon
We'll look to see
A new sky, a new sun, A New Moon
Woofer

Now I know why the authors remain anonymous for those silly poems . . I woudn't want anyone to know I wrote those either.
Confession

We're on quite a roll, aren't we? Here's a long one, but my favorite...

Had a long plane trip this past weekend (L.A. to NYC roundtrip,) so decided to write this piece. Hope you have the patience to read it. I enjoyed putting it together!
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"It's The Truth!"

I found them one day on my porch
Speaking words from the Bible, their buddy
These persuasive words lit a torch
It was then I agreed to a study
Just how should I feel? Were they for real?
Or just drunk on gin and vermouth?
Figured it was their dime, I’ll give it some time
And find out if this was “The Truth”
And so I embraced this endeavor
Many things I’d believed ripped to pieces
They told me I could live forever
Yes a world where life never ceases
There were dates they had found; it all seemed quite sound
Were they prophets or sayers of sooth?
Vengeance is mine; a composite sign
I think this just might be “The Truth”
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
What better pursuit?
It’s God’s only truth, so they say
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
If it’s not just a ruse
I’ll get baptized the very next day!
To the Hall of the Kingdom I skate
Watchtower with pre-printed questions
Answers there in the text, this is great!
Present truth; these aren’t just suggestions
There were more magazines with paradise scenes
Old ones going back to their youth
They said, “It’s God’s Word,” so I followed the herd
I guess they’re all right, it’s “The Truth!”
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Let’s be resolute
Tho the Truth changes from day to day
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Tho it might not compute
We’ll call it “The Truth” anyway!
Meanwhile Brooklyn’s Governing Body
Found mistakes in all of their dating
Foundational claims were all shoddy
The tension was now elevating
Dear God in Heaven, there’s no six-oh-seven?
Nineteen fourteen now gone in a poof!
Said Knorr in his tow’r, “We’ll lose all our pow’r
To our story we’ll stick, it’s “The Truth!””
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Let’s be resolute
Tho the Truth changes from day to day
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Tho it might not compute
We’ll call it “The Truth” anyway!
There were teachings on hell, soul and trinity
There was preaching to do door-to-door
You’ll live right up to infinity
If you put in more hours, so do more!
We’re right at the brink; don’t take time to think
It’s best to be “Steadfast Like Ruth”
“Don’t give way to doubts,” the Society spouts
Let’s all just believe it’s “The Truth!”
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Let’s be resolute
Tho the Truth changes from day to day
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Tho it might not compute
We’ll call it “The Truth” anyway!
Something shocking to fathers and mothers
Barb Anderson saw secret files
Mixed in with the sisters and brothers
Tens of thousands of sick pedophiles
Protect human dirt, instead blame the hurt
With millions more kids to molest
Had I been a fool? A two-witness rule
Guess the Watchtower always knows best
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Don’t give them the boot
Find reasons for letting them stay
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Those governing coots
They like to let pervs get away!
There once was a strict rule on blood
Transfusions, oh no, not a lick
Till the press started slinging some mud
And now for a magical trick!
Seems Bethel took actions, now we can take fractions
Yes fractions until we turn puce
Whole blood is the pits, so take it in bits
Just not all at once, it’s “The Truth!”
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
It is absolute
So many are dead in the grave
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
The dead are now mute
"The Truth" from the Faithful Wise Slave!
For years the U.N. they would dub
Image of the evil Wild Beast
Up against this bad Beast they did rub
Till they were found out, what a feast!
Full fledged N.G.O, the horns they did blow
How could they be so uncouth!
A library card? To swallow was hard
But worry not, friends, this is “The Truth!”
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Let’s be resolute
Tho the Truth changes from day to day
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Tho it might not compute
We’ll call it “The Truth” anyway!
Russell wrote ‘Beware org’nization’
Let’s keep things open and free
But the Judge liked to call down damnation
And list rules as tall as a tree
Listen to me, or dee-effed you will be
In our group you should find Social Proof
Your conscience we’ll bind, you can’t change your mind
We’ll shun you right fast; it’s “The Truth!”
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Let’s be resolute
Tho the Truth changes from day to day
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Tho it might not compute
We’ll call it “The Truth” anyway!
Mental programming and Group Dynamics
Are effective but often cause stressing
So many Jay-Dub alcoholics
Deep down find their lives so depressing
Keep your noses to grinders and put on your blinders
Drink a fifth of cold Absolut
If you’re badly blue, the fault is with you
It has to be, this is “The Truth!”
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Let’s drink to the Truth
Our lives filling up with dismay
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Time to break out the hootch
We need to get numb right away!
Ray Franz had a Crisis of Conscience
Decided to lay down his cards
But the boys did express their abhorrence
“Evil Slave” and “apostate” they charged!
“Deep research” is taboo; they’ll label you too
Just ask Brother Carl Olof Jonsson
“Keep Your Eyes on the Prize”; accept all our lies
Or we’ll shun you from Spain to Wisconsin!
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Let’s be resolute
Tho the Truth changes from day to day
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Tho it might not compute
We’ll call it “The Truth” anyway!
They don’t like us going to college
Lest Satan’s world should us seduce
It is only now that I acknowledge
It’s to keep us real dumb and obtuse
Keep dusting and sweeping, stay in our safekeeping
From birth till you’re long in the tooth
Don’t plan to retire; the end will transpire
Armageddon will come, it’s “The Truth!”
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Let’s be resolute
Tho the Truth changes from day to day
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
Tho it might not compute
We’ll call it “The Truth” anyway!
I bid every Jay-Double-You
To give yourself full permission
To conduct a thorough review
Of the facts and your mental condition
If you keep dismissing, you’re cognitive dissing
Inspect things as if you’re a sleuth
Research all the data, Alpha to Omega
There’s no doubt you’ll find the real truth!
It’s the Truth, it’s the Truth!
It was never the Truth
Captivated and blindwere our minds
Not the Truth, not the Truth!
So for you we will root
That a good life you one day will find!
-Confession
Mary

LMFAO @ HadEnuf's poem!!
Here's one I did not too long ago:
Now I sit down at the Book study;
I pray the Lord I won't go nutty;
If I should die before we're through;
That's one less paragraph we'll have to do.

how about a bit o'dub poetry ? ((BARFF ALERT))

Had a long plane trip this past weekend (L.A. to NYC roundtrip,) so decided to write this piece. Hope you have the patience to read it. I enjoyed putting it together!

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"It's The Truth!"

I found them one day on my porch

To the Hall of the Kingdom I skate

There once was a strict rule on blood

Research all the data, Alpha to Omega

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