A rational world
is all I understand.
Esoteric eyes,
the artist’s sinful hand,
must die to my law
for ‘reason’ to expand.
All the truth I need
is what I can command.
My name is Warlock,
I rule with law and math.
I must crucify
with godly words of wrath
any sign of life
that wets my dead dry bath.
Faithfully I kill
the singers on my path.
Passions so sublime
submit to birds of prey.
Grace and truth are fine
for fun in the games we play.
Dungeons and Dragons
teach best the warlock way.
In spiritual words
we devils rule the day.
My chains I can give
to all who seek the truth.
Listen to my words
deceiving all the youth.
Thank and desire me,
draw near to my sales booth.
Theo-nazi-me,
delightfully uncouth.
Antinomians,
don’t sing your poetry.
Ordained to rule you
I’ll nail you to the tree.
I’m the guard of truth ...
of peace and unity.
So, bow down to my law,
the modern Pharisee.
Author notes
For perspective on a 'hyper-rational' with an attachment disorder.
“Antinomianism”, or lawlessness, in theology, is the idea that members of a particular religious group are under no obligation to obey the laws of ethics or morality as presented by religious authorities. Antinomianism is the polar opposite of legalism, the notion that obedience to a code of religious law is necessary for salvation.
A contest entry
- Your Greatest Fear by A Leper Messiah.
950 points, ended October 27, 2007, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
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350 points, ended December 17, 2007, 11 entries
Honorable mention
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This is very well written. Thanks so much for entering my contest. Blessings, Patty
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The contrast here really makes this poem. This is strong and solid, with great flow and wording. Another hypnotising piece.
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He said it!
In the first stanza! Yeah he said it! She said it! Righton I ain't have to say any dat spiritual stuff.
Oh yeah dsecieving youth your not, good sybolism bro, i was thinking first second or third person, but yeah symbolism, colors really do have a literal meaning, i mean blue can't just be blue.
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this was increadable. it flowed really well and was almost hypnotic. you have talent. thanks so much for sharing this with everyone.
keep writing
~~wishb addict
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A good read...
I enjoyed reading it. Your phrases made me continue on with (some) curiousity. The phrases provided subtle images. I loved the way your poem made me imagine and think. The poem's message is pretty good too.
On the whole, I'd say this poem is finely written with good rhymes that makes it enjoyable to read.
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i like it. very well written.
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My chains I can give,
To all who seek the truth.
Listen to my words,
Deceiving all the youth.
Thank and desire me,
Draw near to my sales booth.
Theo-nazi-me,
Delightfully uncouth.
Antinomians,
Don’t sing your poetry.
Ordained to rule you,
I’ll nail you to the tree.
I’m the guard of truth,
Of peace and unity.
So, bow down to my law,
The modern Pharisee.
brilliant and provocative piece here. well done
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A wonderful write. It flows so smoothly with vivid imagery painting a picture of what you write about. Thank you for the notes. Loved it.
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HWat a truly wonderful write and so vividly penned. Excellent job
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WOOOOOWWY! lol
completely amzing! oh gosh you have no idea how much i love this! my favorite part is deffinately:
Antinomians,
Don’t sing your poetry.
Ordained to rule you,
I’ll nail you to the tree.
I’m the guard of truth,
Of peace and unity.
So, bow down to my law,
The modern Pharisee.
you did soooo well in expressing your thoughts....to not understand what your thinking and feeling through this poem i would have to of read it while i'm sleeping!
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