Inspired by the men on the street corner.
By Melinda K Zarate
Where in the bible is it said.
That way should mourn,
The living and the dead.
Melinda you may have put in,
The mind's of all that live. The
very words that need to be said,
These so called men are not men.
Women have only one brain,
Where men are ruled by two.
The intelligent one, That's
on their heads and the foolish one,
That sits there between their legs.
That's the one that rules their heads,
But I really must say most men.
Don't think that way as others do,
I've never been ruled by my other end.
How dare some bible bashes,
Distort the words of god that way.
How can they read? And not understand,
The bible was a gift from god to man.
As was Jesus to all Mankind.
For the evil that these men do.
They should hold their heads in shame.,
( the top one that is! )
Didn't someone once say,
For evil to win the day.
All good men have to do,
It's to look the other way.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Written on 2026-03-03 at 16:30
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By Melinda K Zarate
EVIL REARS. NOTHING SAID.
Evil rears. Tears are shed,Where in the bible is it said.
That way should mourn,
The living and the dead.
Melinda you may have put in,
The mind's of all that live. The
very words that need to be said,
These so called men are not men.
Women have only one brain,
Where men are ruled by two.
The intelligent one, That's
on their heads and the foolish one,
That sits there between their legs.
That's the one that rules their heads,
But I really must say most men.
Don't think that way as others do,
I've never been ruled by my other end.
How dare some bible bashes,
Distort the words of god that way.
How can they read? And not understand,
The bible was a gift from god to man.
As was Jesus to all Mankind.
For the evil that these men do.
They should hold their heads in shame.,
( the top one that is! )
Didn't someone once say,
For evil to win the day.
All good men have to do,
It's to look the other way.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
Written on 2026-03-03 at 16:30
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