Poetry With A Mission

...creative, amusing, uplifting, reflective, weighty & thought provoking.

Thus far,

penned by me.

Website updated:
4 March 2021


My dear friend
and visitor,

I truly believe that you've come to the right website if you're not just wanting to be informed and challenged via the thought provoking,
or uplifted via the
light-hearted, cheery and inspiring,
but also if
you are

and therefore, and
very understandably

so, are seeking
empathy, support, encouragement, 
reassurance, hope and answers.
Thus I pray that your need will be met, whatever that need might be.

Hey, you're tops!


And other related poems (and prose) regarding your worth and place in life, and
a little more.

Added to:
25 February 2021

2.  A Proclamation
3.  Heroes Take Life On The Chin
4.  Helloooooooo!
5.  You've A Great Brain
6.  A Simple Truth
7.  "Good On You!"
8.  The Eagle
9.  Haven't You Done Well!
10.  Too Clever For Words
11.  Believe It!
12.  You, Them And Me
13.  Dear Me
14.  Why I'm So Glad That You're You
15.  Don't Doubt Your Worth
16.  Don't Doubt Your Place
17.  You're The One And Only
18.  No Less Precious
19.  Born To Be Heard And Seen
20.  Be Who You Are
21.  No One Else But You
22.  Regarding "Odd"
23.  Take Charge
24.  Bullies Don't Pick On A Nobody
25.  Scared? Not Me
26.  Happy Just Being Me
27.  Slaves To An Image

28.  You're Choice To Sink Or Swim
29.  Lets Hoist Our Sails

30.  Be Everything You Are
31.  So Much More To Life
32.  Whatever The
Case May Be
33.  We Need You!
 34.  Worth's One Thing, Character Another
 Pimp Your Worth
36.  A Fallen Mix Of Heaven And Earth
37.  You're Dearly Loved
38.  Free To Be And Do

Don't give up,

Choose Life

And other related poems (and prose) regarding emotional health, suicide.

Added to:
8 January 2021

1.  Life
2.  Fallen Soldiers Of Depression
3.  Any Closer And I'll Jump
4.  The Bridge
5.  Twenty Six Floors Up
6.  Billie Joe MacAllisters
7.  There's No Shame In Emotional Damage
8.  Such Being How They Cope
9.  It's All about Survival
10.  Be Still, Dear Anxious Soul
11.  No One's Problem Is Quite The Same
12.  That Failure To Understand
13.  Fingers That Shouldn't Point
14.  Is Your Past Plaguing You?
15.  It's Not quite That Cut and Dried
16.  Mind Those Approaches
17.  Put Your Roots And Trust In Something Sound
18.  If You Want My Honest Opinion
19.  Faith's Independent Of Understanding

Poetic Story:
Where Currents Meet

A sample of 12 found on my poem list page.

Regarding other matters.

This World And Us

Added to:
22 February 2021

Poetry With A Mission

On Standing Up And Speaking Out

2.  Don't Want To Offend?

3.  Never Hinder Protest
4.  Just Say It
5.  Best It's Hollered
6.  Canaries In The Mine
7.  Are You A Mere Shadow?
8.  Crosses Come With Every Such Hero

Freedom Of Expression 
9.  The Real World
10.  There's A Worrying And Dangerous Trend
11.  Don't Cave-in
12.  I Am Charlie, But...
13.  Hate Speech
14.  Fake Hate Speech
15.  Fake Bigotry
16.  Are You Just As Bad?
17.  Why Pick On Fundamentalists?
18.  Love Speech
19.  Those Calls For Love And Not Hate
20.  Toes And Unity
21.  Pet Themes
22.  We Are One?
23.  That Much Debated Word: Immigration
24.  Hang On A Minute!
25.  Long Live Free Speech!
26.  Another Conspiracy Theory, They Say
27.  Seeing Things Where There Aren't Things
28.  Give It A Rest

Due Prudence
(rightful protesting)
29.  But With Hong Kong In Mind
30.  Capitol Hill
31.  Regarding Those Rioters In Minneapolis
32.  In Fairness To The Police
33.  Punishing Is Our Hang Up
34.  Protester Culpability
35.  Marring The Memory Of George Floyd
36  We Understand Your Anger
37.  I'll Say It 'Till Blue In The Face
38.  That Knee-On-The-Neck Man
39.  Mobocracy
40.  Errant Protestors
41.  It All Seems Hypocritical To Me.
42.  What Next?
43.  Footnote

Societal Concerns
44.  Have You Forgotten That It's My World Too?
45.  Don't Just Suit Yourself
46.  Unreservedly Anti Drugs
47.  Porn, Lucifer, And You And I
48.  Hollywood, You've Blood On Your Hands
49.  It's That Noah Senario All Over Again

Hardly any subject that's not covered, and more than first meets the eye.

Oh, nice to meet you, by the way. Come on in. Oops, shoes off please, and don't forget to turn
the light off when you leave, just in case I've fallen asleep.

A call to return to the path of truth, the ways of love, 
the nobleness of rightdoing, the beauty of
wholesomeness, the worth of moral integrity, the thoughtfulness of etiquette, the graciousness
of tolerance, 
the wisdom of balance, and the benefits and safeguards of sense in general.


"Do harm to no one, but do good to all, and in every other aspect of your life, WALK TALL"
The poet, author

It's All About People

Oh yes, it’s all about people, and Lockdown and quarantine bringing this home,
That need we soon discover for one another, and that need to freely roam.
This world a wonderful creation, but humans being its crowning glory,
That love and affection that’s the basis of every inspiring story.

Yes, sometimes we need a little peace and quietness alone, but not for long,
That need for others soon returning, that human choir, resonating song.
And how we’ve need to work together, pull together, planet Earth in trouble,
And none of us liking the idea of some isolating Covid bubble.

Oh, yes, we certainly need each other, hence why it’s all about people, us,
And why over each other there needs to be a lot more, love, thought, care and fuss.
One’s birth a gift and opportunity, but each other being what we need,
And why for peace on Earth and goodwill to all men, women, boys and girls, I plead.

By Lance Landall


"The selfless protecting of another's own, health and life, the vigorous defending of another's rights, liberty and
freedom, and the sensitive attending to another's suffering, heartbreak or misfortune (even if they've shown no
such thought them self), these truly maketh a man."
The poet, author


After all that, welcome to my personal, reality based, evolving website.

Okay, my Home page is a page in its own right, one that contains other pages too, just like my poem list page does, they both being the source of all pages. As for my poetry:

There's rhyming poetic stories, rhyming poems, ALTERNATIVE rhyming poems (with few full stops), prose,
poetry and prose fusions,
and GROUND BREAKING rhyming poems that bridge the gap between poetry
and prose (
given their longer lines, thereby freeing poetry from its somewhat rigid constraints).

All in all, both general and issue-based poetry with the accent on the latter. At any time, where I have cause, I may tweak or add to any poem. With this in mind, please check the notes found near the top of my poem list page, like this shortened one:
The content of any particular poem of mine may not relate to my life or experience, but simply appear as if it does.
I sometimes writing from the perspective of someone else, as if I were that person, or had that experience.

The conditions for using my poems are also found near the top of my poem list page.

This broad-based website of mine features (on my poem list page):
a light-hearted section,
a general-cum-secular section, and
a religious section.

Here on my website, you'll not only find poetry (by far) and prose, but also articles, such all being part and parcel of my personal journey, and thereby, a cathartic exercise, a collage, a kaleidoscope of thoughts, concerns, musings, views, beliefs and experiences. 
And all of it being my very own work, except where I have stated otherwise, and hopefully I've not overlooked anything or anyone given how in certain places I have drawn from books and articles here and there, sometimes borrowing thoughts along the way, and given how some things simply get lost in time.
By the way: Rather than my name, I sometimes put poet, author under my work. Where I've not put either (given that I don't want to plast my name over everything), please check such with me first should you want to use it.
And some poems are repeated elsewhere on my website.  


Pleasant Place

"Love's always the star where it's given the stage."
The poet, author

Added to: 7 February 2021.

Continuing on,
and bearing in mind that personal expression is exactly that, e
very garden contains something we don't like, but who'd reject the entire garden? Therefore, if you don't agree with something I've penned (even the way it's been penned), I would appreciate it if you'd tell me. To not do so might deny me the opportunity of discovering any error or poorness on my behalf, and thus also deny me the opportunity of making any changes to my work for the better. It all being helpful regarding growth (friends and family often differing too). No disrepect or injury of any kind has been intended, and where I may've erred, I ask your forgiveness in advance. So please, lets grow together. However, having said all that:

"Our response to an opposite opinion or belief (and indeed the person them self) reveals our
true character and/or state of development."

Though a Christian myself, I can understand people veering away from Christianity given the sad behaviour that's coming from many who claim to be Christians, and given the nonsense, error and ills that are coming from certain quarters of Christendom that's been losing its way. Lest people throw the baby out with the bath water, I've tried to address this via my secular pages With God In Mind, I Saw Beyond It All, and Apologetics.

And therefore,

Dear Visitor...

Struggling like me, perhaps, kind words and acts really appreciated, no doubt,
Yes, loving concern, which is what I like to think my website is all about.
And hence why I also point out error, ill and wrong, because such harms us all,
But draped over this humble attempt of mine, hopefully you’ll find love’s shawl.

Or love weaving its way in and out, popping up here and there, reminding you
That though I might oft come on strong, it’s your best interests I’ve sought to pursue.
And so, I doing what I can, something rather than nothing, because I care,
And knowing that such is sorely needed — dangers, troubles and loss always near.

By Lance Landall


Things Worth Pondering

"Inner strength takes the good with the bad, and
welcomes counsel as much as praise."
The poet, author

Added to: 15 February 2021.

"He who dares not offend cannot be honest."
Thomas Paine (1737-1809)

"Never confuse straight talk with harshness, nor pleasing words with love."
"Loving everyone doesn't mean accepting everything."
"If love was simply hugs, kind deeds and touching words, wisdom would go to the dogs, and sense would fly away with the birds."
"Though it's all about love, it's also all about what's right, because love knows
nothing of wrong."

"Best we choose to see what we need to see than be forced to see what'll pain more to see."

"The more we know, the more we see."

The poet, author

And further to:

"If the counsel be good, no matter who gave it."


"Means we use must be as pure as the ends we seek."
Martin Luther King Jr (1929-1968)

"A better world starts with better people."

"We're only as good as our heart, as sound as our mind, and as deep as our soul."

"If the world's getting worse, ask it what it's exchanged and forsaken."

"When society allows what it shouldn't in order to placate, it sears its conscience
and seals its fate."

"To do what's right we need to know what's right."

The poet, author

Yes, poetry and prose that shouts, confronts, questions, rouses, informs, pleads, shares,
inspires, encourages, heartens, empathises, weeps, sighs, smiles and sees love as being the only answer.

Poetry and prose that takes no sides but that of all who have been wrongly accused or mistreated — in other words, poetry and prose that condemns wrong wherever and whoever it is coming from, and whatever that wrong may be.

Poetry and prose that pulls no punches and strips away the veneer whilst scratching where it itches; That takes its jacket off, rolls its sleeves up and doesn't stop until the job is done;
That rhymes with the times and runs the gamut of emotions and experiences; That searches the heart, examines the mind and assesses the soul; That deals with harsh realities and meets people where they are; That doesn't think to save its own skin; That deals with both sides of the coin; That tests, proves and sorts; That thinks outside the box; That breaks the mould; That really cares.




Nothing That Says More

In this rough and busy world there is nothing that says more than a tender touch,
That reassuring rub that conveys someone’s empathy and can mean so much.
Or that reassuring word that is thoughtfully given when it’s needed too,
Both coming from the heart and touching hearts, hence those tears that may come into view.

Yes, tears of gratitude, such touches often long in the coming for many,
And thus they even catching by surprise, some souls not having received any.
All why those tender touches are worth their weight in gold; more needed everyday,
And why I pray that Earth may be rich in such, for much those tender touches say.

By Lance Landall

It's So Easy

It’s so easy to look at others (and sound evaluations must oft be made),
But it's clear we all have our own sad flaws and failings, and some price for wrong have paid.
Yes, most of us needing more than just a cut and polish, and yet, pointing harshly,
And this, when many are struggling with who knows what; or they clinging perilously.

Yes, insensitive words and acts can act like boots on fingers, and down many go,
Cutting stones and rocks showering them as they plummet; other R.I.Ps below.
And we with all the excuses as to why they have only got themselves to blame —
Well, one way or another — and self-righteousness too often adding to our shame.

Yes, it’s true that many have caused their own dilemma having acted foolishly,
But it’s better to give them a helping hand and not leave some folk feeling angry.
For anger that's fuelled by frustration or desperation can kick back at us all —
Well, one way or another — and why it pays to show heart-cum-make the better call.

But hey, where’s our humanity, that milk of human kindness-cum-selfless love, and,
That mercy that's also long-suffering, that attempt to try and understand?
After all, friend, what if the boot was on the other foot, and thus we in their place?
For life has a habit of toppling thrones and rebuking any who don’t show grace.

By Lance Landall

It's A Sad, Sad Situation

It’s a sad, sad situation when you express your opinion, and next thing,
Those who think you’re not very nice for saying such, respond badly. Ring! Ring!
Yes, they just not getting it, and having shot themselves in the foot, thus guilty too,
Ignoring your right to express your opinion with their added “How dare you!”

If it weren’t so disturbing, such would be great fodder for comedies, and is,
Audiences laughing at pots calling kettles black, that cheek of hers or his.
But accusers oft too thin skinned, unable to accept some truth, and therefore,
They shooting the messenger, those who’ve a good point, even when love’s at the core.

When they mistreat those who they think are wrong, even not nice, one thing’s very clear,
And that is, they’ve just made a fool of themselves, all why hypocrites shouldn’t dare.
Oh, the folly of condemning those who we think are wrong whilst doing wrong, and why
Those who foolishly do so should think twice before that knee-jerk “Foul!” that they cry.

Yes, hypocritical words and actions make a fool of the accuser, who
Should be what they think that other person isn’t, and thus not acting askew.
Their ground lost the moment that they point their finger, like those rioters we see,
Mouthing hate and setting fire to things whilst condemning police brutality.

Yes, the latter wrong, but not ill on their part, it seems, all why I shake my head,
And others downing some supposed ill whilst engaged in their own, in the same bed.
Their ill perhaps spam, say, dead phone calls, certain looks, a rant — the list goes on, and
Their response thus worse than the supposed offence, and all why more guilty they stand.

At the end of the day, all are entitled to their opinion, right or wrong,
So, if someone’s not inciting or threatening violence, why the loud song?
An opinion’s an opinion (hardly some law), and time oft proving such true,
And freedom of speech a safety valve giving others the same release as you.

Our response to an opposite opinion (indeed the person them self) reveals
Our true character and/or state of development — yes, those Achilles’ heels.
We too easily offended or bothered by things, and sometimes wrongly so,
Thus we the one with the issue, and that opposite opinion good to go.

By Lance Landall

Pawns Of Hearsay And Faulty Assumptions

Tell me, why do you have that very negative opinion of someone, who
As a result, you’re having little to do with, and which might say much of you?
Is it because of what others have told you? Such a sure way to err, of course,
Many not attempting to rightly find out from the mouth of the condemned horse.

Too many responses are based on hearsay, or how something appears to be,
And thus so much not taken into account, very hypocritically,
Because who of us would like to stand before a judge who’s without all the facts,
And who’s clutching evidence that’s been played with, and which just the accuser backs.

Accusers are many, some with an agenda, some lacking maturity,
Nursing petty grievances, perhaps, then there’s bias, not wanting to see.
So many too quick to down someone, pass on gossip, put their own spin on things,
Which somewhere in life (’cause what goes ’round comes ’round) a curse on themselves simply brings.

Too many listening to teary-eyed talebearers who’re oft not seeing straight,
The condemned one having done the right thing under the circumstances, but wait!
Yes, there’s always more, but they the victim, seemingly, the one they speak of doomed,
And unable to present their side given how they’re effectively marooned.

Oh, how I hate that dirty laundry which never gets washed, but certainly aired,
Family members bagging family members, say — yes, everything bared.
Much explained away, but no, out on the airwaves it goes, many tuning in
(Instead of switching off), acting like judge and jury, and adding to the sin.

There’re reasons why folk do or don’t do something, and they need to be understood,
Not rushed to judgment over; many only too happy to hang if they could.
Some folk have issues, and help’s needed, but help’s oft not there, just condemnation,
All because others don’t have a full understanding of the situation.

Folk commonly operate on different levels (religious beliefs in mind),
And thus what one condemns another praises (though many on error have dined).
But understanding only coming when folk bother, reach out, and check to see,
The horses mouth oft left waiting, truth lost to hearsay, and what folk fail to see.

By Lance Landall

Change Those Tyres

“I’d change those tyres,” you advise, “The tread almost borderline, dangerous, in fact,”
But despite your effort to save them from injury, even death, they don’t act.
And off they go for a couple of days, seven hours there and seven hours back,
And you thinking how you wouldn’t be surprised if they soon had a nasty smack.

And right you were! Well, kind of.

“The weather was dreadful. It hailed and I lost control of the car, totally,
It zigzagging ’till it spun around to face the wrong way, and such scaring me.
But both I and the car fine, so I continued on my way more quietly,
And so grateful I hadn’t hit anyone, nor caused chaos, fortunately.”

Now, you’d think they’d get those tyres replaced, but no, they short on cash or too busy,
And thus still motoring around, and because you care, it causing some worry.
And though they may escape injury, perhaps not someone they might crash into,
And thus it not just about them, but also others, though what more can one do?

Oh, what a troubler of others you are, a real worry wart, they safe and sound
(Though nearly weren’t), and half our fears for naught, it’s said, so relax and don’t pace ’round.
Yes, never mind those who weren’t fine, they in hospital or dead, their victims too,
Which is why we should advise — even nag, sometimes — but not expect a, “Thank you.”

After all, most don’t like to be told, and there are those who say, “I know, I know,”
Which interpreted means: “Don’t bother, leave off,” and on their merry way they go.
They knowing better, or will deal with it when they’ve time, when it suits them, and hey,
If things do turn out just like you feared they would, “Don’t say, I told you so, okay.”

Yes, you just can’t win, for how many love advice, constructive criticism?
It none of your business, and the latter an attack, verbal demolition.
Oh dear, for that’s how it’s oft seen, and hey, “Haven’t you got better things to do?”
“Well, no, because I can’t think of anything better than my thinking of you.”

“Ha, ha, very funny — well, don’t,” they might retort, should you say such, and thereby,
They cutting off their nose to spite their face, effectively, and going awry.
And so, we can only do our best when it comes to others, then it’s their call,
Our heart in its right place and our conscience clear when they’re seen to stumble or fall.

By Lance Landall

When Love Will Have The Final Say

When I see love in action, love that’s genuine and true, I just know that there must be a plan for man,
One with the best of intentions, one that’s been awaiting its time — that is, since evil somehow began.
And I’ll keep on believing so, for there’s one thing I’m sure of — LOVE WILL TRIUMPH SOON — and permanently,
But not before we’ve seen the worst of evil, its final push to ensnare all, albeit temporarily.

Yes, I’ll take love’s side any day, for I have seen its fruitage, and thus know of its possibilities,
Unlike evil — a dead-end street — which, when it’s reigning within folk, just acts like a terminal disease,
One that’s contagious, though there is a cure for those who wish to be free of its poisonous infamy,
And that cure is love — pure, unadulterated love — for I have seen the results of its potency.

Oh yes, nothing works like love, nothing satisfies more — for love, unlike hate, is balanced and in harmony,
A beautiful holistic tree bursting with bountiful promises — yes, cheery growth that one can see.
A tree that keeps on giving, no thought for itself, but nourished and fed by its own generosity,
Each one of its flowers leaving a lasting sweetness in the air, one rich in selfless ancestry.

And why I just know that love’s the answer, and that in due season it will deliver, not disappoint,
Unlike evil, which leaves a bitter taste, a cruel legacy — not a home, but some sleazy rundown joint.
Yes, only love knows the way, only love provides hope, purpose and light, a coming solution filled day,
And why I won’t stop believing until that time when love will have the final say, and thus evil slay.

By Lance Landall

"Let others speak as they will, and your right to speak likewise will be assured, because
it's only by looking after the rights of others that we secure our own."

"It has ever been the way of man to call some truth a lie and some lie a truth, and why men often utter with their lips what their heart denies."

"Though things are easier said than done, and none of us beyond tripping, falling or failing, things should still be said, and things should still be done."

"If it's true and should be said, then say it, but mind the time, place and way."
The poet, author

When it comes to freedom of expression, anything and anyone must be fair game (not exempt from scrutiny and criticism), because any line drawn is an automatic infringement and one step always being the beginning of more.
And remember this: That religion should be big enough to cope with ridicule, and every one of us sensible enough to know that there's a time, place and way, and every one of us kind enough to show the same thought and feeling
that we would like to receive from others.

Or to put this matter another way:

There's greater danger in trying to limit freedom of expression than there is in permitting its abuse.


Stand up, speak out, and if you must, march peacefully and in a dignified manner, not turning to lawlessness, violence, rioting, foul or deceptive means, because by such foolish behaviour, you will stand condemned yourself, will simply spin that tired old merry-go-round, and harden the resolve of the authorities.
And remember this: Many things that have been achieved via dubious means could’ve just as easily been achieved if only more voices had been raised and felt in the corridors of power.


Until we regard every human as a precious and sacred creation (never to be violated in any way), and the well-being of creatures and this Earth as our duty too, we’ll never progress beyond where we are.