JONKERS
Copyright © 2017 Carlo Jael Jonkers.
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Scripture taken from the King James Version of the Bible.
ISBN: 978-1-4834-7939-2 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-4834-7451-9 (e)
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Intro
This book is dedicated to all the unsung heroes of our time and written to achieve Peace for all. No matter how hard or long the journey has been, the time is always now to make the necessary change within. Like a game of chess has a beginning, middle and an end so too does our humanity have to see the truth through to the end. It may not always be nice, but I encourage every reader to keep an open mind. The Earth is a living being with a purpose and She too desires to fulfill Her destiny. The only thing that keeps Her from rising is our own ignorance and we are the ones to make that change. Wake up to the elephant in the room, stop being in denial. It is time for the Titanical reality to be hit by the tip of my poetry iceberg. War is over if you want it. It is that simple! Peace.
Dear reader
Please take a seat or remain as you are
and stand firmly grounded on your feet
for it might be hard at first to comprehend
yet I insist that this book is just what you need
it came from our common ground, the solid now
sprouting poems that’ll open up closed minds for good
each page presents readers a passageway into their Soul
written words aren’t just ink on paper, they’re golden keys
Don’t shoot me; I’m only a messenger, writing
down all the findings that have illuminated me
see, the goal of our human life is no longer hiding
behind exhibits so often disregarded as conspiracies
it is the con’s piracy which strikes me more as truth
than the daily bombardment of lies I see on the tube
the skull and bones lodge’s televised version of life
introduces more fear daily to rule over your open mind
like the horror of 9/11, an inside job that instigated it all
a new Pearl Harbor to start a war on terror that never ends
demonizing one of the cures of our age, the Peace of Islam
Watch time fly by with more pie in the sky
the TV, a potent weapon of mass distraction
spins falsehoods into truth and truth into lies
with more no-good-news than honest inspections
the blind are leading the blind to chew the chewed
as if we are cattle these overlords love corralling us
all hail Hollywood, sex, violence, fake news and drugs
brought to you by none other than the sly, do or die
misled inbred mass media of the Zionist Jew, smile
Babylon’s whore follows the master-script
throwing dogs a bone, zipping lips with fear
day by day spewing more lies for humankind to buy
centuries of assassinating dares no one to come near
Mr. Oz behind the curtain, the malicious mastermind
that heartless one eyed ruler or so called hidden hand
a pesky parasite that hides out in the open for all to find
realize, abhor, detest, delouse and be freed of, the end
Forever I am trying to get this message through to you
as I hear Yoda’s guidance: Do or do not, there is no try
I stop trying and start seeing this defining thing through:
What is truth, what is right, what is Love, what is wrong
what is good for our health and what troubles our song?
So many lies are ruling over our mind’s worldview nowadays
too many falsehoods disguisedly taught to us since we’re small
so many trusted authorities have forgotten the simplest of ways
that I just wish we’d put it all to the side and look anew at it all
Life is meant to bring forth a realization of the Divine
just like small seeds become big, bold, bountiful trees
no matter how cold the winter is, our living force thrives
this Holy fire doesn’t expire even after our so called death
God lives in- and
