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Cathedral

  This is the house that fear built,


A fortress to apathy’s inhumanity.


Grimly garbed souls upon cold pews,


Sheltering from the storms of conscience,


Barring entry to all but ignorance and denial,


As thunderous chords drown out compassions voice


Offerings made glorify this frozen Gehenna,


In whose doorway shelter the discarded homeless.

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Often, when I visit these grand buildings, they feel more like a lavish tomb than a church.

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  • vampedvixen
    December 5, 2008

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    I've never really felt this way when I entered these buildings, so it was interesting to read your viewpoint in this poem. From what I consider a beautiful place, you've found these flaws and tragedies that I had not even imagined. I think it was a good eyeopener and any poet should be proud to be able to open people's eyes like that. I think my favorite line out of this whole poem was "Barring entry to all but ignorance and denial" because it seems that's what it does now. Bravo on a well penned poem and good luck on all future creative endeavours. I hope to read more from you in the future!


  • Mrs. Moretti
    October 6, 2008
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    I love the choice of words here! A fairly short write, but beautiful none the less!


  • unavailable
    September 3, 2008

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    I liked theses:
    Grimly garbed souls upon cold pews,

    As thunderous chords drown out compassions voice

    In whose doorway shelter the discarded homeless.

    ahh, who am I kidding, the whole thing is great!


  • Meme Wheeler
    July 16, 2008

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    OH wow! This is so brilliant! I was visualizing some zombie like people sitting on pews, and moving side to side....singing sluggish hymns with eyes forlorn. I know exactly what you are talking about. I know many times I have gone into some churches, and have felt absolutely no peace, but there are places of worship that when you enter... something overtakes you, and you know that it is divine. I have also been to some peoples homes that cast a shadow of darkness over me, and then I have been to some homes that I never wanted to even leave. I think you have captured the essence of "spirit" mattering in a building structure. You have made me think about this thing even more so now than ever. Thanks for sharing, and causing me to "ponder". I love it!


    • Dreamana
      July 17, 2008
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      you have touched upon the point that I intended to make. Some churches can feel like fancy tombs, with spiritually dead people 'doing religion' while others radiate the presence of God, filled with those who love Him. TY so much for your thoughtful review.


  • Terry Collett
    June 27, 2008

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    Good.

    God's sepulchures I think Nietzsche called churches. Nonetheless, your poem captures a sense of this and it was well written.

    • Dreamana
      June 27, 2008
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      I have not read Nietzche, and unlike him am a believer on God. The reason that I wrote this is that some churches pours millions into these buildings, while ignoring their duty to love those in need. ty for your comment


  • toomysterious
    June 11, 2008

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    This is so often true. We must always remember the true church is the people, however sometimes even those fail us, then we are truly a sorry lot. I did like the poem. Your sentiments were well expressed.

  • Starz of Heaven gold member
    June 9, 2008

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    I feel like that about some churches I thought the point was going for god and for yourself not to see who has the best building Nice poem goodluck

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