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Fervent Certainties

Your high moral horse is giving me shingles.

I’ve gone and thought for myself again and

its time to hammer the book of say so’s at my skull

I try to choose silent disagreement but,

Unrelenting, you pound your point .

You can guilt me til next Sunday,

argue your non sequitors

And make me pray for Tylenol

but you can’t make me believe.

Author notes

Have you ever talked to someone who is unquestioningly certain about something which no one can be certain about? Have you ever had someone try to make you believe what they believe by using faulty logic? How about a whole group of people? Well, this poem is about that.

You might have noticed the religious overtones. I am not bashing religion in general, only unrashional people who think that if you dont have the same answer as they do, you must not have prayed hard enough.

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  • Jasmine Rayne
    August 14, 2008

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    I like this poem. I know exactly where you're coming from here. Agreeably, it is a nuisance to have people you do/don't know jamming their own beliefs down your throat.

    "Your high moral horse is giving me shingles.

    I’ve gone and thought for myself again and

    its time to hammer the book of say so’s at my skull"

    I like this line a lot because it twists that "get off your high horse" line into something different. Perhaps "say so's" should be hyphenated though? :] "say-so's"

    "You can guilt me til next Sunday,"

    I like this line. It subtly shows what you're directing this at. :]

    Great write.







    -Lily♥


    • Sarah957
      August 14, 2008
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      What a great comment! Thank you for taking the time, and i will take your advice on the "say-so's"

  • Child of Water
    May 12, 2008

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    I absolutely know what you are talking about..only when I write about religion it comes out with some anger and hate..something that I admire about this poem is that you in fact do not do that. The respect is still there while at the same time letting the emotion and thought come across quite purely.
    I came to your page because you had commented on a few of my poems and I did not reply, I apologize for that, but I am glad I have found your poetry.

    Best wishes to you!


  • Dark Otter
    April 10, 2008

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    Be the Universe

    Grasshopper:

    Be the wind
    Be the earth
    Be the fire
    Be the water

    know what is external
    by knowing the internal
    and the eternal

    by knowing and being yourself



  • Yemassee silver member
    March 13, 2008

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    Ah, so you know all of my family I see! Yeah, I know the type you write about. Unfortunately we seem to breed them, lol.

    And I did notice the religious undertones...and I understand, I'm the same way. I'm an Agnostic but respect everyone's opinion, but some people are so sure of themselves when it comes to religion...and everything else now that I think of it.

    Pass the Tylenol.


  • roxyhope
    March 9, 2008

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    I love your many styles of poetry... Seems you can cover anything and they all turn out wonderfully. This piece is just what I needed this morning--A little bit of humor and a nice hot cup of coffee. Thanks for the wonderful read, as always.


  • Huntress silver member
    March 8, 2008

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    People need to realize everyone believes in there own way. No one should shove it down anyone's throat Stand up for what you believe


  • Robin Candor
    March 7, 2008

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    The force of making certain that everyone believes as you believe is the loss of force in its most naked form. You captured this very well and I applaud your effort. There is what you believe, there is what I believe, and there is what really is. Somewhere in the nakedness of our insecurity we simply 'must' be right. If there is any chance we could be wrong the castle has been breached and all of our defenses prove useless. The smell that days of life's experience brings with it will either bring an aroma that entices someone to want more, or the smell will be repulsive and drive the person catching the waft to write exactly what you have penned here. RC

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  • mikeweeszy
    March 7, 2008

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    ***PERFECT***

    Congratulations on your success in presenting such a wonderful poem to us! I would say the points you spend on this was well worth it! Good luck and welcome to the greatest poetry extravaganza ever created on the net, All Poetry.com!!!(TM)

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  • neurosine gold member
    March 7, 2008
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    Nice write. Laid down in bullet point. Nothing like conviction to make people listen to you.
  • Mnemon
    March 6, 2008

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    "you must not have prayed hard enough."
    Hehehe.
    Very nice poem, by the way, although I do believe non-sequitur is spelled as I spelled it here.
    Nice flow, witty satire, simple eloquence. Got it all.

  • CharliesAngel
    March 6, 2008
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    This turned out really well. I likes it!


    • Sarah957
      March 6, 2008
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      Thank you! Do you like the "book of say so's" thing better than the hammer?
  • boilerjim
    March 6, 2008

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    Getting good

    You are really getting good. I am giving you a big hug right now, do you feel it? I knew that you would. Thanks for the thoughts and words.


    • Sarah957
      March 6, 2008
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      Wow Jim, thank you! My head is expanding even as we speak. LOL
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