Wednesday, September 28, 2016



by Seah Greenhorn
(poem with copyright)





Sunday, September 25, 2016



by Seah Greenhorn
poem with copyright


existed not in their lives
except in night's rhythmic tranquil form.

Stars gently guided lids to slowly dip
till each new day's rebirth enlightened hungry eyes
raised to receding shadowy un-hafted horizons undefined.

A spoken spite did ignite bites to bitterness conceive
in hidden caverns breeding death through cancerous disease-
a spreading blight to kill first slowly though thoroughly eternal delights.

Heavenly dreads then groans when words of envy deceived an innocent one
thrusting aside loyalty, trust, respect, even love for dripping lust; thieving greed.
Universally astonished screams, possibly, as another's traitorous chews ensued.

Begetting an atmosphere of gloom plus doom consuming the universe,
as an once angelic son reborn demon seemingly dishonorably won
hearts, minds in treachery's deceit.  Was righteousness defeated?

Succeeding for centuries: surging bloody waterfalls drenching
all, especially the sad, blind, seemingly spineless souls
sacrificed endlessly in satanic revelries boldly cold.

Diminished: morals, ignorantly destroyed; void?
A majority's desire for an endless joyful life

by following a beckoning Light into which
this darkness cannot resist. Though,

this world tragically prefers
a dense darkness


Monday, September 12, 2016

A Smorgasbord on Which to Gorge

A Smorgasbord on Which to Gorge

by Seah Greenhorn
(poem with copyright)

"All things... that you want men to do to you,
you also must do to them."

This today we should hum in hymn
after first digesting this tasty gem.

If complacent
in my home, with family
or solely alone,

would anger heat my satisfied bones
if knocks or ringing of my phone
interrupted my solitude,
my games of glee,
my sleep,

or my mere apathy?

"What do you want?...
Who bussed you in;
gave you the key

to open the gate and harass me?

I have my own;
am fine as I am.

What you have
I think is cult or scam!"

"I am sorry to pause your time; it's just in your interest I did climb your steps to seek you out.

The message is good; I'd love to shout!

But, it can also be bad
to those not hearing. Since an exterminator is arriving;
to do a thorough clearing

of pests:

of mice in men,
who scatter,

since housing a crippling fear
sadly within;

of rats and snakes
who poison or infect,
leaving infestation or venom
weak souls

now unable to vomit
or systematically fight;

of raging dogs
by rabies defined.

sad their state,
but, when biting


if not inclined
to help


the remedy can only be quick and in depth
to reach the Owner's noble goal:

Eliminate all that
won't be controlled
after explicit instructions

to sanctify inner places;

to eliminate hatred
in secret or external spaces;

and genuinely be neighborly

exhibiting true love
to an intense degree.

I am sure you're not as one of these.

So, please,
bear with me a moment more

for, if you knew and believed the future for sure
you'd be with me in this work to procure
persons with humble and honest hearts.

To give them hope of justice soon
Our Creator admonishes us to happily impart.

To tell them of this Grand Master's Plan:

His "Day of Judgement"
to engulf the Land.

For these dear ones to

"Seek Jehovah,
all you meek ones of the earth,
who observe his righteous decrees.

Seek righteousness,
seek meekness.

you will be

on the day of Jehovah’s anger."

This time
to be revealed.

"A Great Tribulation"

So all sincere worshippers must gather together to survive;
yes, to safely live through it.

From his denunciation be hidden
as the wicked cannot hide.
Since His commandments, a stench, they cannot abide.

as a 'watchman'
we're trained to proceed
in sounding the final warnings

And if any adhere
their own blood they'll save.

But if chosen not:
an eternal grave
called "second death"
will them tragically enslave.

Yet, if I do not ring the bell
my blood he'll ask back of me
for not showing true love or empathy.

So may I leave you with this thought
for you to digest
as honey in its sweet comb
if you feel you ought?

Or close your ears;
do draw your shades
to the proclamation

once to faithless Israelites made:

“I will cause distress to mankind,” says Jehovah God, “and they will certainly walk like blind men; because it is against Jehovah that they have sinned. And their blood will actually be poured out like dust, and their bowels like the dung. Neither their silver nor their gold will be able to deliver them in the day of Jehovah’s fury; but by the fire of his zeal the whole earth will be devoured, because he will make an extermination, indeed a terrible one, of all the inhabitants of the earth.”

as we know,
as with an extermination that occurs,
the place of residence


as the raging rodents die
upon earth's curb.

Not to be buried;
as manure: