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#zealotry
so if we stand still smell the heat of an enemy's bullet through our veins for once court outcome of supplanting views imbibing another's sweat casuist's bile scrawled on prison walls of savaged confines they salute their spiel with the same toxic hold as we concoct world views venomous elixir polymorphous maze shadow of a sphinx looms clearer as steps leading to torn pages of feted book uncover dichotomy of a self split so that shooting a child of shunned genes amounts to nil for in but a blink his uniform arrives home to stroke the golden locks of his only daughter playing Chopin
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Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 5:31 AM UTC
mandated thuggery (strong themes)
let me rant awhile for what good it may do to open the valve if only briefly for as one wave after another of sheer indignity is reported survivor guilt courses through me yet even this was not mine to choose for I don't happen to have been born Jewish or black - and that doesn't make me more - or less - worthy of dignity but I can observe closely what it is like to be pilloried and persecuted for one's peaceful contacts and communications holding personal beliefs at odds with a regime and a rage courses through me on contemplating 'man's inhumanity to man' - though written long ago that the world would be so, where hatred would replace kindness, love, empathy I deplore the way an ideology of one disturbed, possessed person can lead to millions donning a uniform, henceforth labelling one sector of humankind 'persona non grata' to be mercilessly pursued in legitimized genocide, even savaging little children frightened lads caught on the run made to hold arms for food mamas with babes in arms forced to watch them dashed to pieces then buried alive underground their infant cries still heard while their mothers were ***** - as beleaguered, beautiful Estonia was brought to it's knees... and I weep and rant feel knives in my gut blood pulsing swift - then take hold of myself seek to understand, if that be possible, even a smidgen of such distorted thinking to delve into the mind of a hateful deviate for but a moment and remain intact so I scan his written mantra and come to see that all deeply held convictions must have at its core RESPECT lest it attract the weak and easily led, or those forced into submission seeking to simply stay alive and they find themselves taking part in a forest fire of polluted propaganda a flood of merciless devastation, while their deluded leader continues to spout forth venom in the distorted notion that they would actually be acting in society's best interests or worse still: 'in the name of God' (Acts 5:39; Hosea 4:1-3)
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Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 5:30 AM UTC
dynamics of genocide (strong themes)
let me rant awhile for what good it may do to open the valve if only briefly for as one wave after another of sheer indignity is reported survivor guilt courses through me yet even this was not mine to choose for I don't happen to have been born Jewish or black - and that doesn't make me more - or less - worthy of dignity but I can observe closely what it is like to be pilloried and persecuted for one's peaceful contacts and communications holding personal beliefs at odds with a regime and a rage courses through me on contemplating 'man's inhumanity to man' - though written long ago that the world would be so, where hatred would replace kindness, love, empathy I deplore the way an ideology of one disturbed, possessed person can lead to millions donning a uniform, henceforth labelling one sector of humankind 'persona non grata' to be mercilessly pursued in legitimized genocide, even savaging little children frightened lads caught on the run made to hold arms for food mamas with babes in arms forced to watch them dashed to pieces then buried alive underground their infant cries still heard while their mothers were ***** - as beleaguered, beautiful Estonia was brought to it's knees... and I weep and rant feel knives in my gut blood pulsing swift - then take hold of myself seek to understand, if that be possible, even a smidgen of such distorted thinking to delve into the mind of a hateful deviate for but a moment and remain intact so I scan his written mantra and come to see that all deeply held convictions must have at its core RESPECT lest it attract the weak and easily led, or those forced into submission seeking to simply stay alive and they find themselves taking part in a forest fire of polluted propaganda a flood of merciless devastation, while their deluded leader continues to spout forth venom in the distorted notion that they would actually be acting in society's best interests or worse still: 'in the name of God' (Acts 5:39; Hosea 4:1-3)
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Sadness and euphoria. They are bitter truths that go together, Like zealotry and bigotry, Or monogamy and deceit. Sadness and euphoria: sadness the shell, euphoria the oyster.
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Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 5:17 PM UTC
Sadness and Euphoria
The sun it burns into my skin and my mind I run for it is not love but instead so unkind Each star the personal path to God for every soul So far yet a lifetime to make a lost cross whole The moon does not burn nor does it block our path In June or in December the tide is our holy bath For though John did baptize the lamb by a river day Even so the freedom to worship is the sinner way Please do we love it, take us wherever you are Inside you the void of space means nothing to a star Who spun the web inside by eyes on fire only to blame The one who knows not what they do except claim The sun no matter how much my mind is forgotten A son the one once but not to be twice begotten While clocks time my hearts beat until a path opens A box where the starlight is no longer broken
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Aug 5, 2017
Aug 5, 2017 at 11:34 PM UTC
Sunburned Stars
I did not understand The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao I did not understand then But I understand now I thought I understood Thou shalt not **** But your tongue is driving me from God   Have you sinned against his will? I do not understand The love of life eternal destroys life temporal In this life we sin to save ourselves Yet the lamb rose from human betrayal I will never understand The weakness of the human mind A wall of fear surrounding what God made infinite Made of stone to judge mankind I want to understand So I walk alone searching the desert sand slowly Is it obedience to man I will find Or the burning conscience of what is holy?
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 10:53 AM UTC
They Know Not What They Do