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Crossfire

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Cross, at peak, speaks persecution,
Refusing tempting devolution.
Once weak, seeks pardon's substitution,
Sources first calls for revolution -
Solution soon shed, styled faith pollution,
For pride before fall's retribution
IRE fires against true evolution.

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Across span of two thousand years
stretches shameful vale of tears
which witchcraft crafted it appears
to warn sheep shorn who'd cross frontiers
that 'one true path' exists,  fed fears
that sin soul's pardon disappears
when wayward heresy lies steers
to further lies, strange sects reveres.
To this add internecine strife
which separates man from his wife
or both from child who different life
welcomes outside intolerance's knife.
Who cares what label faith would tag
as 'Truth' unchallenged by time lag !

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Crass prejudice deserves forthright rejection,
Refusal of 'dancing angels' blind selection.
One should duel dual heaven/hell choice - rejection
Seems due drawn through a juster introspection 

Signalling this may not be judged direction
Fair despite the search for light, perfection,
IRrespectivE of the God/King need perception.

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We seek some 'logical' justification
underpinning global domination
or compensating fears - thus veneration
of Marx, Religion, draws manipulation
towards brainwashing which protects each nation
from questions which discomfort spread. Creation
leads into death, thus, on examination
either all's vain or all's anticipation
awaiting for some 'awesome' revelation
to clarify 'why' 'wherefore' formulation,
or compensating threatening mutation -
acceleration where tradition's station
is overthrown, emotional deprivation
menacing mankind's self-celebration.

 

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Can Man atop his food-chain learn to stop
Re
ading tea-leaves self-fulfilling, drop
Once and forever bubble pride whose pop
Shall blow both faith and lay away, though prop
Seems needed to ensure Earth's spinning top
Forward journeys.  Iceberg melt, plop, plop.
IRrElevance : minds narrow !  Shut up shop !

 

 

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pic 2 'stained' Glass Notre Dame Paris Sue Morten August 2008

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  • jaded

    this is an interesting poem. i loved how you used the letters of the words, then wrote off of them, it was really cool and had an interesting effect...
    Honestly, it was amazing how every last word of ecach paragraph rythmed! I have trouble enough just rythming, let alone rythming a whole stanza...
    what you wrote was so true as well, can man really learn how to be a better person??? Or are we just doomed for existance?
    I really loved the picture you used to, it was beautiful and dystructive at the smae time... thank you so much for this fantastic read, good job on it, it was a two thumbs up to say the least...

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  • Outstanding

    What really stands out about this poem apart from the clever acrostic is the unerring rhyme scheme which flows beautifully through-out. You master the art of writing poetry with such grace and ease. Another impressive poem to add to your extensive portfolio and one packed with your original blend of humour and perception. Best of luck in the contest.

  • Superb

    A very thought provoking write. I agree with most of the concepts which you most ably expressed. I think you may have already read my poem "Puppets", if not here's a link to it. http://allpoetry.com/poem/2276250

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  • Lily otv
    July 14

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    Most societies, if not all are built in or around rules which are based on fear somewhere along the line, despite how they are dressed up and like sheep we follow them. It goes against the grain for the majority of people not to follow them in some form or other because of the way we are indoctrinated to follow rules from birth. Perhaps the world would be a worse place without them though because they do bring some kind of order to our chaos. As a mortal species we crave for there to be something ‘higher’ than this life and the ‘rules’ of religion set a challenge for us to follow them so we may reach that goal, while helping to keep so called peace on Earth. For all our intelligence, mankind appears to have a long way to go in understanding or perhaps challenging how we live not only within our individual societies but within the world at large. This whole poem speaks a lot of truth to my mind but my favourite line is “either all's vain or all's anticipation” simply because it sums up how fickle mankind is.