An Angel told me to hear;
Hold your life dear;
To risk your life for vanity, fear;

by Per Trydell, years ago

What matters is not life here, years seventy;
What matters is nest life, plenty;
Over Styx the river, for eternity;

by Per Trydell, 2019-09-11

Understand the lord, he is wise;
Follows laws, for all to notice rife;
Breaking laws, may be a trap, little mice;

by Per Trydell, 2019-09-11

Early bird finds the bait;
BANG, somebody full of next life hate;
Second mouse get it and ate;

by Per Trydell, 2019-09-11

If you point a gun, toy of;
Then you sign you are not a peace-dove;
More like suicide by cop, love;

by Per Trydell, 2019-09-11

Do you see the way, man;
All four main directions, to be ran;
Forward, back, left and right, I can;

by Per Trydell, 2019-09-11

Put seven balls togther tight;
Lord with a heart, right;
Remove middle, go for a flight;

by Per Trydell, 2019-09-11

Signs of next life magic tickle;
In your purse your dollar turned into a nickel;
Accept this world evidence or excuse brittle;

by Per Trydell, 2019-09-12

Oh dear daft God Maria;
You have to punish, ia;
Or else suffering rises;
Because of power fight is;
And what mitigates it;
Is fear of jail, you git;

by Per Trydell 2020-03-03

If you yield to people who set their own house of fire;
Expecting general forgiveness, since innocent feel ire;
Then you give up power to the crazy idiots;
More suffering is the result, of the lots;
Therefore, say no to refugees, even if you feel for them;
Or else all in Hell for ever, since indebted choose the emblem;
"If I go to Hell, every one does, and since I am in Hell";
"Schadenfreude mutual, is the only way, I hear the church Bell";

by Per Trydell 2020-03-03

Conscience, empathy, and sympathy;
All goes out the window near by;
When your own peace is threatened;
By pain plenty, divinely fed;
You are yourself closest;
And that matters best;

by Per Trydell 2020-03-03

Evil likes to hurt, especially innoscent;
Pretty people, especially those with a nice scent;
This makes them by law, so guilty;
That is a fact, many can see this brutality;
Their crimes, they want to be forgiven;
Capturing people, making them refugees as seen;
So as they can enter Paradise, all in mix;
Escape the Purgatory, the river Styx;
But we know a good society, is dependent;
On lawful people, not too bent;
If you erase vetted borders, all is Hell;
That is easy to see, hard fact as a church Bell;
Look how these innocent are suffering, so badly;
Causes feelings of empathy, opens up wise to choices madly;
Bad people are experts, on emotional manipulation;
Understand evil adaption, and using how we feel the emotion;
If we are soft and understanding, all in sympathy;
We are being used, and they win power worldly;


by Per Trydell 2020-03-19

You may wonder, what is good;
It is exposing those, hiding in the hood;
It is balanced opinion, and judgement;
It is a faithful, fresh scent;
It is punishing hard, the bent;
Those who have other souls, dent;
Keeping in mind, sane sustainability;
Keeping and controlling, evil ability;
Knowing what motivates, and drives people;
Knackering illusions, herding the feeble;
Most of all, potency and fairness;
Meet the goal of controlled borders, no less;
Many migrants want in, if you succeed;
Moving people, no they are not the seed;
Faithful and stable minds, for a goal;
Principled stability time tested, that is all;

by Per Trydell 2020-03-20

If God were a bull;
He would make hungry stomachs full;
Without allowing them to slaghter it;
Not even a bit;

by Per Trydell, 2020-03-21

Evil is being attractive with a flirt;
To enjoy with pleasure other's hurt;
Filling one's soul full with dirt;


by Per Trydell, 2020-04-08

Good is acknowledging but never accepting evil;
To grind hardy that grain in the slow mill;
With solemnity nurture hungry stomachs to fill;
To be a bird with an eager message from its bill;

by Per Trydell, 2020-04-08