Save me, my Saviour, by Thy Grace alone,
Not by the deeds my sinful hands have done.
Thou willest me to save: Thou knowest well
The way to rescue me from death and hell.

Save me as Thou wilt, as Thou canst, as Thou knowest;
By Thy known paths, Thy saving mercy showest.
Upon Thee, O my Lord, I set my trust,
And to Thy holy will my spirit I adjust.

Do with me what Thou wilt; Thy will...

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To the soul that is proud, dark demons appear,
Whispering lies—that it’s holy and pure,
Or they plunge it in deep despair,
Saying salvation will never be there.

Who prays with a heart still sullied by pride
Sees demons arise where the saints should reside,
Taking bright forms, as if clothed in light,
To drag down the soul into endless night.

Without humble awe, none may approach Go...

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Hellish waves have embraced me
To the depths of my soul.
The abyss takes me away.
My soul has become thin and weak.

Oh, my God, my God!.. Don't leave me.
Inhaling You, I exhale contrition
In the killing reflection of stars.

Let all words become non-existent,
Like burnt comets,
Like fallen leaves, let all words decay,
Turn into scattered ashes...
And only Your uncreated Word will...

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A UNICEF report dated 27th May 2025 gave the number of children killed or injured in the Gaza Strip alone as more than 50,000 Fifty Thousand - God knows what it is now; the juxtaposition of the images of a School Bus and a Battle Waggon is horrifically appropriate.

 

Off to hell in a handcart the U.K. goes,

the U.K. goes, the U.K. goes:

let the bodies pile high; to learn from history w...

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Auschwitz is mocked; His silence condemns all

who wallow in innocent blood before a World

that cries out Shame!...He’s none...that’s wasted breath.

His quietus murders Babes with help from Hell:

whilst Heaven howls out vengeance for their deaths,

that Coward’s silence speaks with eloquence.

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh 3rd June 2025

 

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THE LAMENT CONFIGURATION

_________________________

 

Time to play.

 

You find an unusual relic.

A golden puzzle box of unknown origin.

You hold it in both hands.

Turn a corner, turn another and another.

 

You feel the slice of a blade

In the palm of your hand. Drop the box--

Which lifts, changes shape. The puzzle solves itself.

Plays a short tune. The wall sp...

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Father told me, when i was young, that his mother told him ‘if you can fit pinky to thumb around your wrist you are too thin’. When I managed to grasp my arm half way up, pinky to my thumb, I saw success. It’s hard to see sadness when you are sick. Mother taught me forgiveness was not earnt, but expected. So, when you lied to me I knew what I was to do next.

    

         The cathedral was o...

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christ is a liberty
christ is a liberty of rock n roll
christ is a liberty of hell
christ is christ of liberty
rock n roll is a christ of a crisis
rock n roll is hail as a crisis
rock n roll is hail as hell

a crisis is a crisis of hell
a crisis is a crisis of rock n roll
hell is hail as hell
hell is hail as crisis
a hail of rock n roll is a hail of crisis
liberty is hail as hell
lib...

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heaven’s scent,hell’s glory
hell is a scent of glory
hell is a hell of a new year
glory is a hell of a glory
the new year is a scent of a new year
glory is the new year’s hell
the coming of the new year is,

the coming of hell
the coming of the new year is,
the coming of a glory
a coming is a coming of glory
new year is a resolution of a new year
new year is a resolution of a glory
r...

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the church bell tolls

empty the hearse

I can't forget her final curse

 

sods fill the grave

I hear her words

in the elms shriek angry birds

 

they've all gone now

it starts to snow

her spirit just wont let me go

 

I rarely sleep

my life is tough

they didn't bury her deep enough

 

ten years go by

her plot's run wild

today's the funeral of our ch...

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Why was I brought into purgatory?

I took my life hoping death would be the final end to my story. 

 

When will the purification process begin? 

I’m tired of being punished for my previous life ruled by cardinal sins. 

 

I feel like I’ve been here for centuries,

Stuck in a sempiternal loop tormented by past melancholic memories.

Whilst the fire slowly purges my soul, 

I a...

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What is it that attracts us to other human being so much we can’t breathe?

What is that gate to heaven and hell?

What is it that attracts me to you?

Smile.

Pain.

Mutual confusion.

Eyes in the dark, like reindeers in headlights. About to live?

What was life? What was all that fear and anger? Sweat, trembling, catching breath so hopelessly.

So hopelessly lost in you. Forever.

...

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It’s hot as the hinges of Hell, they say. 
Maybe so, but I’ve never been there.
Yet.
Those hinges must be made 
of very hard stuff not to melt.

Best not to sweat in this heat. 
Water on Hell’s hinges would turn to steam.
and scald us like boiled owls.

But we’re tough old birds too.
We’ll sweat it out and try not to drip on the hinges.

        July, 2010 (A record hot summer

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Tree Man

 

In this place of the weird and bizarre

It was just one of those nights

Nothing out of the ordinary

In the garden of earthly delights

A place full of demons and monsters

A collection of unworldly sights

My rotting roots implanted in hell

Where nightmare and horror alights

 

The bagpipes fucked with my head

They almost drove me insane

Humans and demo...

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Forgive me, for not 
being the mother 
you needed me to be.

For being too busy,
too naive to see 
what was happening 
in front of me.

For being silent
when your father 
screamed and demeaned.

For when I thought it
was sweet that your 
boyfriend carried you
to your room when you 
"fell asleep".

For not enough hugs
and too many lectures.

For not seeing the signs
of addict...

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I stood outside the gates of Hell,

Ready to dive headlong into flame,

But you put your hand on my shoulder,

Turned me toward you and kissed my face.

You held me tightly against you and promised

You’d protect me for all eternity.

You assured me I was one of the good ones,

And I never should have been in this place.

You led me from the depths to a softer light,

And we lay,...

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I don't have very long,
Will you tell me that you need me?
There's something wrong,
I know you see right through me.

I try my best,
But those intentions were lost.
A burning flame,
On a candle wick that's been gone.

It's becoming clear,
That my simple words are useless.
If I just disappeared,
Would you say it's me that you miss?

Please lie to me,
Just to try and save face.
I kn...

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He spoke

And then it seemed

The mist and perhaps my mind swirled round

A sickening looping helix

From that still small sphere of heat.

In the chill of a dusk we descended

Beneath a frosted sickle moon

Descended into the Stygian blackness

Of land above a still lake

From which no lunar gleam escaped

The frigid darkness was intense, solid

Consuming all my senses -

...

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I would love to write about the : ) and lols

I would love to write about heaven instead of hell

I would love to write about those who rise instead of fell

I would love to write the life of a man who doesn’t dwell

On the negative instead of the positive reactions

On the hopelessness instead of the hope that comes through passion

On the hate instead of the love that’s everlasting

...

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It was literally th eworst 

and my sister says her life is cursed..

The first day we lived their was crap

it certainly felt like a trap

The tennants where junkies and thugs

who tried to sell us their drugs

it started with brian scott 

who clearly lied alot

he showed up late 

he said it was great

and i was left in a state

The plumbing was terribly bad

The place i...

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{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #23} {Lucifer} 

 

 

Lucifer is rising

faster than the

heavenly father `n` 

his angel's cannot his

lustful, sinful hands

of Lucifer as he grabs

your soulless souls

to bring you down

to his level `n` to his

burning hellish throne

for that one mistake

that everyone has

made as we perish

`n` fade away into

the darkne...

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The Eye of Morning

 

I am the arrow of dawn, and

rise as the archer kneels,

strains his bow, sets the sky ablaze,

dissolves at the borderland

between light and shade, Heaven

and Hell; his firebrands mere crass

cascades of incendiary petals,

guttering in chiaroscuro swells.

Behold the evanescent rose-glow

of morning's opening eye.

 

Chris Hubbard

Perth. 201...

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Now help me...

Help me, cry out. 

As I'm in a peaceful place,  but I believe it's hell. 

 

 

 

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relax,

now start breathing,

everything around is around for the same reason. 

Catastrophe, catastrophe its all the same feeling

i'm too old to move on, i'm too old to keep dreaming.

 

When to move on is to grow and to grow is not leaving,

in a promise land we grow, and speak of the same reason

we speak of heaven and hell like they're not the same demon.

 

Well to move...

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Fires of anger

Consume my soul, burn me up

A self induced hell

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Lips: like cliché cartoon roses.

Yes, red.

But open up my mouth,

Those lilies will  -   snap.   -   You.  -   Up.

Thorn in your side.

I think we used to fly with the bats,

The doves always ended up on our dinner table,

I told you it was chicken.

 

You choked me with Amen,

You squeezed me with your hand for grace,

For grace, from grace I fell

Down from the heaven...

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Helping other people can become infectious
so if your wealthy enough to drive a Lexus
consider the impact of gifts to a poor family
let those generous ideals bring hope willingly
to all that are struggling without fault of their own
for decent jobs are not there for all as is shown
by the queues at food banks and rooms to rent
as all the income they have is far too soon spent…

Wealth is ...

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Falling from the grace of God, not really caring where my faith has gone, Lost my way upon this road, like so many times before if the truth be told
Send away my sweet caress, bring me nights of guiltiness,
Break my heart and break my bones, this is the only way I've known.   I fade to grey so suddenly, not half the man that I used to be, The peace in my heart has gone, I wonder whic...

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(I'm aware this is a controversial poem and I hope not to offend anyone but I make no conclusions, I only ask questions)

The nature was deteriorating.
The sky was falling down,
raining pieces of ashy soot,
crashing and burning
and you weren't there.
Why weren't you there?
The birds squawked and screeched
and in-between their cries were mine, calling
and I was reaching out to you.
I ask...

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      SLOW MOTION HEAVEN

 

 

When

Living life at

Speed, if you blink,

You will miss it, thundering

Down the road to hell, thinking

This is not the Promised Land, since

You wanted something cooler, never

Planning an afterlife of flames,

A somewhat hottish heaven.

I found the way by going

Slow, do everything

At 33 instead

Of 78.

 

...

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Offend a Daily Mail reader – today!

 

In our miniscule existences upon this planet Earth

There’s precious few occurrences to occasion us true mirth

So listen up real loudly, those with brains and minds to spare

Who still hang on to plucking out true hope from thinnest air

Here’s the solution, if you’re open to such play

Just offend a Daily Mail reader today

 

...

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Composed At Braunau (April 20th 1889)

 

Earth has not anything to show more fair,

all bloodied here beneath the twisted cross,

than this, my child, my angel of Braunau.

I take him in my arms and simply stare

upon this changeling left within my care.

His birth, today, is surely heaven’s loss

and touches all my greys with rainbow gloss.

The world lies sleeping,...

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'Cos it’s the ones that you love,
that will hurt you the most.
Sometimes you wish they’d die
Because you can’t get cut by a ghost.

But that’s the voice of a coward
Like Ben Burnanke infront of congress,
Complexed wrongness
Leads to bong hits.

I’ve walked several times,
To Hell and back,
Old flame and fiery tendrils appeal
When there’s a storm on your back.

I’ll ...

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Anger consumes me

Eats my soul like a cancer

Self inflicted hell

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INTO HELL

 

Ascending and turning to the right I shield my eyes to the horrors before me.

I don’t want to look but I know what is there – it is the unbegotten,

all swirling in flames, flesh falling from their burning bones.

Writhing in eternal damnation. Am I to become one, or am I to watch from the edge of hell as they burn? I am being drawn into this vision, this nem...

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Anger consumes me

Eats my soul like a cancer

Self inflicted hell

 

 

 

 

P.S. The audio recording was recorded by my daughter Samantha.

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