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Land of Make Believe.

In this land of make believe
We run around blackened trees.
Slowly, slowly, green grass fades
Into the back of a colorless frame.
Thus we are, happily fooled through haunting illusions set nicely behind our   
    eyes, 
Due simply, to our great and all powerful King.
Laughing children we are, in this game of make believe,
Where everything seems to fit so perfectly.
Lifeless wilderness regains its color within our minds as
The King beckons us to remain blind.
Approvingly, our eyes are steadfast shut.

"Forever more," whispered softly on the wind,
A promise of pain long vanished.

And, yes, of course,
Our foolishness will not sway.
A flaming fire in the midst of pleasure --and yet our brothers’ cries we do 
    not hear.
A snarling lion attacking a friend, our smiles stay plastered, even after -- 
    yes, he is carried away in death.
Our wonderful, happy world will not be touched by many or one,
Our King -our Guardian- has filled this world to its brim with fun!
Nothing to worry over, nothing to care for;
We are here, in such wonderful bleakness, living for ourselves and nothing
    else.

"You and no one else, forever more....Forever more,"
The soft voice floats across the earth.

"Me and me. Forever more, forever more,"
The chant rings out in a hundred million voices,
Stretching to the oceans floor.

Destruction is felt in this powerful curse as tectonic plates begin to shift
A hiss of demise is heard by one and one alone.
Our King. Our Protector.
Joyfully our celebration of life continues,
One after another follows the other in a continuous, unchanging carefree 
      ring
While the earth commences its up heaving havoc.
With no warning,
Jolly faces no longer beam as bright luminous lights.
Our Shepard has left our sides,
Leaving the panicked state nature has erupted into inside agonizing
      breaths.
Clutching our hearts, praying for the return of the Savior - our Guard - who
      is no where,
Vanished, vanquished from our sights, we run, no longer blind--Oh, how we
      prefer that blindness we have lived.
There’s a crunch, crash –boom! Trees are turning up their roots!
One after another precedes the other in an untimely death,
Swimming in masses of fire and long dried roots- Oh, why Lord, why?

His majesty, our Lord, is indignant in reply,
“It is your own doing, not mine.”

“What have we done, we were with you, we followed you, you and you only!”
The cry is weak, so many dead, so few left.
The earth shifts once more.

Our Guardian responds from a hidden place,
“You mock your Creator, for you alone have you followed.”

You and no one else…you…you…me…me, me.”

“No! You! It was you!”

A laugh like thunder,
Winds sent to spread the fire.
Deception,
A thing never before known.

Author notes

This is party satirical. I had so much fun writing it.

A contest entry

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Comments

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  • rainbows. gold member
    August 5
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    Yes. Cautiously. x.o

  • No, sorry.

    I liked this, just not what I'm looking for. Thanks for entering and good luck in the contest.

    Josh

  • yes, cautiously.
    you seem talented.


    • VidaBella17
      August 5
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      Thank you for your comments. Im curious, 2 yes's and one no means...?

      • we have a fourth judge as well, and if she comments yes, you can move on to round two. if she comments no, your poem will be put on a list with other poems that have two yesses and two nos where the four judges can deliberate.


  • Shantti
    July 11

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    This is sweet. I think you did a remarkable job on this. It's very thought provoking and it's execution was remarkable.


  • AllexisReed
    June 10

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    Well, certainly a well thought out piece. We follow ourselves and don't care about our brothers, even in their death we smile because it is them and not us. And the end indicates blame on ourselves.

    I must admit I have to read your poems more than once to feel the meaning...and then I may be off.

    Very well written.

  • piccola silver member
    June 7

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    A laugh like thunder,
    Winds sent to spread the fire.
    Deception,
    A thing never before known.

    a good aha moment ... springing surprise upon the reader. Nice job.

  • I really enjoyed this poem...touches of apathy, and
    lovely awakening...and then the brutal finger pointing
    of accountability.

    loved it!
    I bet this was a joy to write!
    Do you know what I hear from the heavens above:

    Better hold on tight
    OPEN YOUR EYES IN AWE
    for the time has come
    to AWAKEN
    and prove to mankind
    that they are connected tenderly
    world-wide and if they fail to open
    their ears and hearts.....
    then hit them where it hurts..

    in the charge cards and wallets!

    ouch!
    ouch!

    dang I miss my mastercard!

    giggle.
    ears/Seattle
    loved this poem!


  • Heva Feva
    June 6
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    Beautiful rhyme and rhythm. Great job. Good luck and thanks for entering my contest.
    -heva


  • Antebellum
    June 3

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    "You and no one else, forever more....Forever more,"
    The soft voice floats across the earth.


    I love these lines. stunning write.

  • it paints a picture.

  • hm, its a bit hard to read, try taking out the hanging indent. also, why don't you take apart those paragraphs a bit? such as here -'A snarling lion attacking a friend, our smiles stay plastered, even after --
    yes, he is carried away in death.'

    what about
    a snarling lion attacking friend,
    our smiles stay plastered,

    ...even after--

    yes, even after he is carried away in death.

    but thats a just a thought dear, you know I enjoy this poema mucha!

    • lol, silly, the hanging indentation is because the sentence is not finished. It is apparently a form of "proper poetic technique". Remember when I asked the Shaddster for her opinion on it cuz I sent this to that college that wanted me? That is how I learned of it.

      • Oh really?

        it just annoys me xD

        oooh yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaah I remember nao, I wasn't paying attention at that time though, I were hyperness. :3

        • hehehe nice man.

          • xD
            well then again, so does left alinging anything lol

            I don't know why it annoys me so much. 0.o
            weird pet peeve type deal huh?

            thats why all my crap(well execpt papers obviously) is centered. ^_^

            • lol, yeah that is very very true...but I likah teh hanging indentations on this one lol :33!

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