A world of mixed cultures
all in the same basket.
Grown from the same stacks of life.
United with Gods blessed graces,
husked with our embrace.
Grown with his love;
A contest entry
- PIF - 10/30/30 by CarolDesjarlais.
425 points, ended August 23, 2007, 7 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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The imagery you write is beautiful. However, your poem is a bit... colonizing. By uniting all of the world's cultures under one God, you assume that all other cultures will either accept your God, or merely admit that their own cultures and religions are vastly inferior.
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No, one living united doesn’t mean each one can't worship there our God.
I am Catholic and my husband is Buddhist and we are united in every thing we do
yet we each worship our own Gods. I respect his religion and culture as he does mine. Love has no end to religion as long as there is understanding and with that love unites every one even if we are from different cultures or religions. Thank you for the read greatly appreciated.
LISA
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i loved this poem because of the message it sends, but one thing had me wondering, did you mean to write "stalks of life" opposed to "stacks of life"? and if not, what did you mean by stacks of life? we are a world of mixed cultures and we have to live together with love :] good job on this poem, i liked it!
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this is pretty too, i especially liked 'world of mixed cultures' represented by the multicolour corn.
good stuff, congrats on winning a trophy for a wonderful write.
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Wonderful!!!
This is really great! If only us as people could see it that way, it would be a much better world in which to live... Great job on this! and a well deserved silver, in my opinion it should be a gold.
Love & Light
Debbera
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Your analogy is tremendous, my thoughts exactly!
Congratulations on earning SILVER for this beauty!
~ Nicholas
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Thank you for the wonderful review, It was a inspiring picture. Have a great day LISA
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Lovely, totally lovely poem.
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Thank You dear that is want I saw with the beautiful group of corn, Like if they were united together. Thank you for a grand contest and for the Silver, Greatly appreciated. LISA
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