God Bless America

God Bless America

God Bless America

Land that I love

"We believe that all people are created equal and everybody is endowed with certain inalienable rights." Where's God? Our unalienable rights come from our Creator, Almighty God, our eternal Father. Fuckin' retard.

barack Hussein obama

Roosevelt Hotel, New York City

September 27, 2010

God stand beside America

And guide her

"And what was sustaining us was that sense, that North Star, that sense that, you know what, if we stay true to our values." 'North Star?' What is he? Captain Ahab? Where's God?

barack Hussein obama

Roosevelt Hotel, New York City

September 27, 2010

With the light of

Jesus Christ from above

"One of the great strengths of the United States is... We do not consider ourselves a Christian Nation... We consider ourselves a nation of Citizens who are bound by ideals and values." Liar.

barack Hussein obama

Ankara, Turkey

April 7th, 2011

From the cold Atlantic coast

Thru the rough Appalachia

Walk the endless green grassed Prairies

Climb high the Rocky Mountains

Gaze towards the blue-green Pacific Ocean

"Over the last fifteen months we've traveled to every corner of the United States. I've now been in Fifty-seven States. I think there is one left to go?"

barack Hussein obama

Beaverton, Oregon

May 2008

God Bless America

My home sweet home

My home is a dying Republic, murdered by the likes of this gay Muslim abortionist Evildoer, barack Hussein obama.

obama presides over and he advocates, using the full authority of his elected public office, for his 53 Million fellow Citizens murdered in obama's Abortion Holocaust,

obama destroys the American family with the public adoration of the Homoerotic Cult of Immorality and its demise of the Sacrament of Marriage,

obama's strangulation of our free-market economy with his bureaucrat shackles,

obama's corruption in stealing taxpayer monies through his Union money laundering schemes,

It's time to clean the filth and infestation

From the White House

This

Twenty Twelve

VOT OUT OF OFFICE

barack Hussein obama

FOR PUBLIC RELEASE

the emperor barack Hussein obama

the emperor barack Hussein obama

an

American Poem

The Two-Thousand and Eight Election comes

The votes are counted

The Citizen has spoken

The Forty-Fourth, Election out-look

was brilliant on that

national vote count day

America's first African-American President

barach Hussein obama

Is voted into the highest elected office

Hip-hip-hooray

A jubilant cry of

Hope and Change

spoke from most mouths that day

for the atonement for slavery, racism and bigotry

was forever gone away

All the national media and the printed press

could not have had a more glorious day

Those Journalists shout and print

"Obama is the messiah,

he is infallible and he doesn't error,

he's the best man, he's the smartest, he's our man

and don't you dare criticize him

for one out-of-place curly black hair

Christ Matthews

feels a tingle run down his penis

David Brooks

his eyes glisten and his mouth salivates

just look at the crease

in this black dude's trousers

"Oh, yes, I am certain, this President

is our greatest guy!" David confides

But behind closed doors

kept out of the Public spotlight

in the hush of anonymity spoke

Charlie Rose and Tom Brokaw says,

"We don't know about barack Hussein obama

and his thinking! We didn't do our job.

We just forgot to connect the dots."

Charlie muses, "I don't knnow what barack obama's

world view is? We really don't know how smart he is."

Like a trained

Gold Medal Olympic Sprinter

jumping from the starting blocks

Muslim president barack Hussein obama

legislates his Marxist Agenda

He spreads our taxpayer wealth

to his cronies and world leftists

He forces and coerces taxpayers

to fund and promote

his Abortion Holocaust

He legislates homo-marriage and gay Marines

and obama death panels is our

national healthcare

He confiscates the car companies

and destroys the oil industry

All business men kneel before him

and Congress is impotent

to stop him

he smiles and his policies

destroys our families,

currency, national economy

Our Soldiers die in foreign lands

The Citizen doesn't even have time to scream

Btw, we're not a Christian nation

says he and

obama has taken out our Creator

for our rights no longer come from He

but emperor obamie

Yes, the American Citizen

has buyer's remorse and a stomach ache

for swallowing all obama lies

and an unemployment rate of

thirteen percent

opens all the sucker's eyes

Rush Limbaugh

is a shining beacon of

truth and honesty

He stood alone against

the obama gale, uttering

"I hope he fails."

And Rush spends three hours each day

with his oratory

he protects this Christian nation

and all the Constitution enshrines

So you AmeriKan retards get what you deserve

But it's the rest of us true Patriots

that suffer from your liberal foolishness

and now it's time we make things right

Now some where in Prochoice AmeriKa

Planned Parenthood is counting its gold

for every murdered Citizen is a coin

A Democrat Congressman is smiling

he has passed another new tax bill

And Billie is satisfied

he is behind closed doors

and he ain't letting her keep this dress

The Two-Thousand and Twelve Election comes

The votes are counted

The Citizen has spoken

Americas gaze upwards towards heaven

in their thanks-giving awe

to realize their prayers of

Hope and Change

the emperor barack Hussein obama

Of his elected office

IS VOTED OUT

Hip-hip-hooray

Copyright © ralph marie de largo

November 11, 2011 at Eleven o'clock

520 Word Poem

Prochoice Representative, A Storm is Brewin'

Prochoice Representative

A

Storm is Brewin'

One cold and wintry night

A storm is brewin'

A Democrat Representative

Is walking

Down the halls of Congress

To his office

The halls are empty

For all the elected bureaucrats

Traveled home for the Christmas Holidays

The weather is unusually

Snowy and dark

He planned to leave that night

His throat is dry and parched

He could not understand why

He stops by a drinking-fountain

Like the foundation of a tomb

The marble floor

Under his feet felt

Up his spine is a draft

It chills him to his bones

The odor of burnt flesh

Is what he smells

He wanted to run and hide

But he is frozen in fear

From out of no-where

Is the stately looking man

His eyes are gone

And in his sockets

Shown white balls

With flickers of red-yellow flame

As tall as me he stood

With his bald head

And he wore a

Crown of gold oak leaves

A white tunic and purple wool cloak

Around his left shoulder is draped

On his feet he wore

Fine crafted leather sandals

Royalty is his attire

An Emperor

A Senior Statesman

Yes, I am certain

His voice is authoritative

The Statesman calls

The Representative by name

"I once murdered

My fellow human beings

as effortlessly as your sip of water."

"I ordered my executioner

To wield his sword cutting, stabbing

Innocent men, women, children

into chunks and pieces of flesh."

"Into the garbage pit

I ordered their bodies dumped

Still alive, screaming

I heard their cries for mercy

I smiled."

His last word is uttered,

Arising from the Ethereal World

A mob of ghostly men

Attack-- seize the Statesman

A razor sharp double-edged

Dagger is their hands

The polished iron blade

Flashes like lightning

Stabbing, cutting, thrusting

Into the Statesman's flesh

All bloody is the Statesman

Grotesquely twisted his body

Falls to the marble floor

Bright scarlet red pieces

Of his torn flesh

Is his many stab wounds

Upon his bleeding body

The Statesman's

Red vital body fluids

Pooling beneath the Representative's

Patent Leather cordovan shoes

And blood squirts with each beat

Of his pierced heart

Lying upon the marble floor

Surrounded by Assassin thugs

The Statesman looks at the Representative

With his white empty eye sockets

And he gasps

With his last living breath

"Prochoice Representative,

You shall walk these

Hallowed halls of Justice

With me

And suffer my fate

For everlasting time,

If you do not use the authority

Of your elected public office to abolish

Prochoice Abortion Genocide."

Beneath that dead Statesman

The marble floor cracks open

The sting of burning sulfur

Suffocates the Representative's nose

He feels a heat that he knows

It can consume his body, blood and soul

The Representative sees

A yellow-orange Fiery pit

Engulf all the characters

Who haunted him

He is dazed

It was real, not a dream

But the marble floored halls of Congress

Return to their usual public appearance

Without a trace of what he had seen

I changed my vote from

Prochoice to Pro-Life

Nancy Pelosi is enraged

She uses her authority

To destroy me politically

My Campaign funds stolen

She bars me from my chairman seat

How could I have know

She is such a

Raving, lunatic

Baby killing

Prochoice Genocidal Bitch

I am a Pro-Life Democrat

And I easily lose my office

To a low-life baby killing creep

What the fuck does it matter

My soul I shall keep

I hope to walk with

Jesus Christ

To eternal paradise

A Prochoice elected Representative

I don't want to walk

These hallowed halls of Congress

Meeting that ghostly Statesman once

Is enough to convince me

To repent and renounce Prochoice

Mmmm... maybe I'll be a

Pro-Life Republican?

Photo Credit

Copyright © Elizabeth Ashley Photography

Poem

Copyright © ralph marie de largo

At Eleven seconds, Eleven minutes after the Eleventh hour on the Eleventh day of the Eleventh month of Twenty-Eleven A.D.

Can Anyone Remember, a Poem

Can Any One Remember,

a

Poem

His eyes shine

Like the deep blue hue of an ocean wave

I feel so sure of his love

So comforted in his strong arms

His boyish laughter belies

His manly audacity

Can anyone remember love ...?

His massive loins rival

The marble columns of Athena

I feel so filled with his desire for me

I must catch my breath

His smile is the gleam

More beautiful than pearls

His cries of ecstasy is joy to my ears

Can anyone remember love ...?

His faithfulness to me

He learnt from the Church

I feel this great hope of eternal life

With him forever in heaven

His spoken words to me warms my heart

Can anyone remember love ...?

I can remember

My dearest husband

I await your return...

Photo Credit

Copyright © elle dot yamada

130 Word Poem

Copyright © ralph marie de largo

June 22, 2010

His Blood, a poem

Blood

a

Poem

Scarlet red is the color of our body fluid

That

Drips from all our hands

His Blood redeems Mankind

An accident ... a bleeding wound

It should not have happened ... this metal shard

That

Cuts us all the same

His Blood redeems Mankind

He is

Jesus the Christ

That

An iron nail pierced His hand

Upon His cross

All His Blood spilled that day

T'was no accident

His Blood redeems Mankind

Photo Credit

Copyright © Elizabeth Ashley Photography

December 27, 2010

80 Word Poem

Copyright © ralph marie de largo

January 5, 2011

The Tea Party Knows

The Tea Party Knows

a

Poem

In the Name of the Father

And of the Son

And of the Holy Spirit

Amen

They have elected into public office

A Death Daddy

He is a Prochoice Genocidal

Baby killing Monster

He uses the authority of his office

To Murder 53 Million

Fellow Citizens of the Womb

There is a tingle up their thigh

They rejoice in the crease in his trousers

The Propaganda News-media Press

Shall not allow one of his

Curly black hairs to be criticized

We Tea Party know

He smiles and his lips move

He lies to us

He advocates his Marxism

We hope he fails

Lord Jesus Christ

Son of God

Have mercy upon this

Sinful Republic

This infidel Evildoer

Worships at the

Alter of Homoeroticism

He uses the authority

Of his elected office

To destroy the American Family

Economically, morally and legally

He is the Queen of Homosexuals

The face of the

United States of America

He blasphemes our Creator,

Almighty God, our eternal Father

When he perverts the

Sacrament of Marriage

For him, it is

Queer butte-fuckin' Queer

Oh, yea, did I mention

It's all for the 'spousal' money

The Tea Party knows

This Traitor to his

Oath of Office

To support and defend

Our Constitution against all enemies

Both foreign and domestic

He is the domestic enemy

He is the domestic enemy

He must be voted out of office

Election 2012

Or our Republic is dead

Yet, the Propaganda News-media Press

Demand and advocate his re-election tyranny

Traitors are they all

Almighty God punishes

All Cities and Nations that sin

Against Him

Divine fire-balls fall from heaven

Torched and vanquish

The sinful Homoerotic

Sodam and Gomorrah

Today, our Republic

Is more sinful

Than they

The Tea Party knows

He is corrupt and morally bankrupt

We Citizens have a God given right

To live in a moral Republic

Where our God given unalienable rights

Are respected by

The Ruling Bastard Bureaucrats

Lord Jesus Christ

Son of God

Have mercy upon our

Sinful Republic

In the Name of the Father

And of the Son

And of the Holy Spirit

Amen

Poem

Copyright © ralph Marie de largo

November 15, 2011

Abortion Doctor

Abortion Doctor

A Physician you are

And oath to save life you take

But it is Planned Parenthood gold

That you honor and crave

So the innocent life

Of a fellow American Citizen

In evil Abortion

You shall take

Your fellow physicians all look the other way

The Supreme Court gives their blessings

For this Crime Against Humanity

The daemon Congress

Smiles and spends

Our taxpayer stolen monies

For your death tables, knives and vacuum tubing

Planned Parenthood Woman's Health Clinics

Are baby killing torture chambers

Nestled neatly amongst

City, suburb and town

YouTube Personalities walk past these buildings

Their face in their camera

To post another mindless vid

"Damn, i'm hungry, let's get a bite to eat."

What does it matter

53 Million fellow American Citizens

Murdered

I need more frames

I'll edit and post my vid tonight

My face is always to be in the spotlight

Even today's President

Is a Death Daddy

But Wtf

History is made

He's the First African American President

Hoorah ... Hooray

Liberty is enshrined this day

The Murder Mommies

Some confused

Some determined

Many don't give a shit

Come to you

Abortion Doctor

And many are culpable

In this Republic's heinous genocide

But it is only you

Whose hands

Wield the butcher knife

It is you, that actually kills a human life

A hangman's noose

Should be tied around your neck

And from a tree you should dangle

For Almighty God finds you guilty

The crime of genocide

Without your knife there can be

No Abortion Holocaust

But American Society is too civil

We don't hear the terror screams

We don't feel the scalpel cut

We don't see the blood ´n guts

So we just sit around

With our finger up our nose

And our thumb up our ass

We drool our mother's breast milk

Like a troop of baboons

We sit on our shiny asses

We take our turns

Eating each other's feces

And

Apathetically watch

Our once noble Republic

Slip ´n slide

Down that slippery slope

To Hades

Poem

Copyright © ralph marie de largo

January 22, 1973

AmeriKa Prochoice Holocaust

Adolf Hitler's Prochoice Holocaust

Six Million

And

AmeriKa's Prochoice Holocaust

Fifty-Three Million

Tell me the difference

Suzanne Fortin

@Roseblue

Suzanne Fortin

You speak like a drunken Sailor

In a Hong Kong whorehouse

Suzanne Fortin

I shall oblige you

With my profane prose

That you better comprehend

For I am a

Gentleman Poet

I speak of love, God and

Pearly white smiles

BUT TODAY

I am a

Pro-Life Gladiator

I bravely stand face to face

To a daemonic beast

In this virtual public arena

I am

@ProLifePoet

Fighting to abolish

AmeriKa Prochoice Holocaust

vs.

Suzanne Fortin

You Prochoice Evildoer

Who Vomits upon truth

Suzanne Fortin

You are like

The serpent haired Medusa

Who's forked tongue

Spews the Satanic verse

"VOMIT. Don't ever fucking compare righteous Prochoice

To the Holocaust. Sickening."

Suzanne Fortin

You crawl upon your belly

Upon this earth you defend Prochoice

Your wicked gaze

Can turn a mortal man into stone

Impotent is he to save babies

I carry the shield of the Constitution

The God given unalienable right to life

My helmet is formed with divine grace

For not a blow shall strike my head

My sword is forged

By the Angel blade-smiths in the fortress of Zion

It's razor sharp Truth

Cuts through Prochoice Lies

Like a scythe

Falling acres of wheat

I raise my Sword of Truth

Against You

Medusa

I sever your head

from your scaled body

I hold you by your dead serpent hair

And I proudly raise my prize

Held High

For all Pro-Life to see

This is how we

Abolish

AmeriKa Prochoice Abortion Holocaust

Let the world see

Your glazed eyes

White, still and its wicked magic gone

Your unrepentant Prochoice soul damned to HELL

And

Now Babies can breath easily

Susan Fortin

@Roseblue

You Pro-Life charlatan, you Catholic fraud, you Prochoice Medusa

Prochoice AmeriKa

Is

This lost Republic's Holocaust

Prochoice

Is

A Mortal Sin against our

Creator, Almighty God, our eternal Father

Prochoice

Is

The most heinous Crime Against Humanity

In the history of mankind

Prochoice

Is

This wicked people and Congress's

Denial of a fellow Citizen's

God given unalienable right to life

Prochoice

Is

United States Government sponsored and promulgated

Genocide against the

Citizen of the Womb

Prochoice

Is

Blood Staining the hands of all Taxpayers

Who are forced

By this Devil filled Congress

To pay for this Genocide

Prochoice

Is

The last vestige of Slavery

Where one Citizen uses the power of the State

To claim another Citizen as property, as their body tissue

To be disposed of in the trash dumpster

As the Murder Mommie pleases

Pro-Life

Use your Sword of Truth

And

Severe their Prochoice Evildoing heads from their bodies

Metaphorically

Suzanne Fortin

Prochoice

IS

ABORTION HOLOCAUST

Photo Credits Public Domain

Screen Photo Copyright © Tweet Deck

Poem

Copyright © ralph marie de largo

November 6, 2011

Thirty-second Sunday

Ordinary Time

Ashley Judd

Ashley Judd

Hello everyone

I'm Atheist Prochoice

Ashley Judd

I fell into a burning ring of fire

I went down, down, down

And the flames grew higher

And it burns, burns, burns

This fire of

HELL

These everlasting fires of

HELL

I told Jesus Christ

That He can kiss my Hollywood Ass

I don't believe in God

And Prochoice killing of babies

Is my DELIGHT

And I burn, burn, burn

In the everlasting fires

Of HELL

I burn forever in the fires of HELL

Ouch...

Am I sitting on a charcoal grill?

Is my cellulite thighs burning like a fat pig's roast?

Murder Mommie

Copyright © ralph marie de largo

April 19, 1968

What does Jesus Preach?

Church Catechism

Abortion

Defined, is the deliberate termination

Of pregnancy

By killing the unborn child.

Such direct Abortion

Willed either as an end or a means

Is

Gravely contrary to Moral Law.

The Church attaches canonical penalty of

Excommunication

To this Crime against human life.

2270

Human Life must be respected and protected

Absolutely,

From the moment of Conception.

From the first

Moment of his Existence

A Human Being

Must be recognized

As having the

Rights of a Person.

Among Which

Is

The inviolable right of every

Innocent Being to life.

2271

Since the first century the

Church

Has affirmed the Moral Evil of every procured

Abortion.

This teaching has not changed

And

Remains Unchangeable.

2272

Formal co-operation in an

Abortion

Constitutes a grave offense.

2273

The inalienable Right to Life

Of every innocent Human Individual

Is a Constitutive Element of a civil society

And its legislation.

The inalienable Right of the Person

Must be recognized and respected

By

Civil Society and Political Authority.

Catechism of the Catholic Church

Photo Credit © ralph marie de largo

Arrangement ProLifePoet

October 25, 2011

Bible Verse

Bible Verse

Today's daily Bible verse brought to you by

ashleyjuddassinhell

happy is ProLifePoet who fears the Lord

he greatly delights in God's command

the wicked Atheist prochoice

Ashley Judd

shall be angry to this

she shall gnash her teeth

And

she shall be aflame

but never consumed by the everlasting fires of

HELL

The desires of the prochoice Evildoer

Ashley Judd

Come to nothing

Psalm 112 verse 10

Copyright © ralph marie de largo

January 22, 1973