Trod Upon The Serpent - 24Sep2018
A poem dedicated to the survival of the best in us and all Mankind
I am not going to claim I have written a great poem; all I have done is use words to put my feelings on paper, in the hope they touch buried feelings in others and give life to them - and, please, do NOT allow the Media, which belongs to the enemy, to convince you there is no hope
Trod Upon The Serpent
I was told that for the race of Man to survive
we must learn to become kind
to turn the other cheek
- that we must submit,
or else become extinct -
to the base and cruel savages
as if their thirst for our blood is noble.
Never can it be right
to offer my child to the altar of Evil
in the foolish belief
it will soften the heart
of those who worship the cruellest death
for all of our people.
As I would trod upon the head of the serpent
though it bite my heel,
so must I spill the blood of foe
- of enemy and traitors -
for only courage and sacrifice can win
for my child, my country my kind,
a worthwhile life - and the right to dream.
24th September, 2018
I do not want our children to have to live like this - fight so that they do not have to
Note: My writings, like these, are free for all to share and spread among the fearful, so that all awaken and remember to listen to the beats of their own hearts.
In the hope my words can help remind them that allowing evil, allowing those who hate us to dictate how we feel, means that we too are helping to spread their evil. We must stop them, before it is too late.
Σημείωση: τα γραπτά μου, όπως αυτά, είναι δωρεάν για όλους να μοιραστούν και να διαδώσουν μεταξύ των φοβισμένων, έτσι ώστε όλοι να ξυπνήσουν και να θυμηθούν να ακούσουν τους χτύπους των δικών τους καρδιών.
Με την ελπίδα τα λόγια μου μπορεί να βοηθήσουν να τους υπενθυμίσω ότι οποιος επιτρέπει το κακό, επιτρέποντας σε όσους μας μισούν να υπαγορεύουν πώς αισθανόμαστε, σημαίνει ότι εμείς βοηθούμε να εξαπλωθεί το κακό τους. Πρέπει να τους σταματήσουμε, πριν να είναι πολύ αργά
Alex
Αλέξανδρος Ζήνον Ευσταθίου
(Alexander Zenon Eustace)24th September
- posted on Steemit: 24th September, 2018
Ελπίδα πεθαίνει τελευταία... Δυστυχώς ο κόσμος δεν θα είναι ενωμένος ποτέ!!!
Καλοί και κακοί θα υπάρχουν όσο υπάρχει ζωή!
Δυστυχώς - κατά κάποιο τρόπο, είναι επίσης καλό. Η ζωή θα ήταν βαρετή αν ήμασταν όλοι άγγελοι
Αχ.. Όχι!!! δεν θα ήταν βαρετή!!! Θα φροτιζαμε να μην είναι!