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Sacred Beliefs
I believe in the sacrad world of science,
Until I drifted away
the sacred world of science
became harder to change minds
It all started in the hospitals
I moved on to
The Miracles
It was miraculous
I got everything
I asked for
Seven cars
Six houses
Five mistresses
until I did not want it anymore
And God chuckled
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Until I drifted away
the sacred world of science
became harder to change minds
It all started in the hospitals
I moved on to
The Miracles
It was miraculous
I got everything
I asked for
Seven cars
Six houses
Five mistresses
until I did not want it anymore
And God chuckled
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Rabbit, thank you for your entry. anna, if the one you submitted for Tallen's comp is new it more than qualifies for this thread too. As long as the poem was written after this comp was started, I really don't care where else it's posted. Lots of members enter multiple comps with the same entry. It's no biggie to me.
Shore up a crumbing wall
My faith, the gap, is simple, not decadent
I cast a line with hook and weight
false idols bright, I view so hesitant
my line was slack and never taught
I heard the want, of natures chant
it hummed discord
grumbled disgust, with needs and wants
never, bow on knee with a murmuring hoard
Not the edifice, imposing grand facade
a lightening flash, the thunder answer back
200 pipe organ, playing Bach
the angry storm with winds that lash
For Gaia's need, to kiss the earth
mankind so deaf to her beseech
ever grey, the dawn be overcast
and prayer will never fill the breach
Plastic idols with us for Millennia
convenience, the offerings, betray each church
my testament, to see the forest's green agenda
plasters, on all natures hurt
Not frogmarched by consumerisms stigma
our living planet, heed its mater
preach to me no frigid dogma
but love, that has the power to alter
Not those dry and dusty scripts
nature, be my buttresses of influence
not steal the lead from each domesticity
nor fairy tales, but belief in common sense
Wear a Joseph's coat
A belief to preserve just what we have
my own colour, faith, a need invoked
repair all, that's been raped and stabbed
The cross to fill a gaping hole
I sing hymns that only earth can hear
boulders form from my resolve
build a base without compare
I cast a line with hook and weight
false idols bright, I view so hesitant
my line was slack and never taught
I heard the want, of natures chant
it hummed discord
grumbled disgust, with needs and wants
never, bow on knee with a murmuring hoard
Not the edifice, imposing grand facade
a lightening flash, the thunder answer back
200 pipe organ, playing Bach
the angry storm with winds that lash
For Gaia's need, to kiss the earth
mankind so deaf to her beseech
ever grey, the dawn be overcast
and prayer will never fill the breach
Plastic idols with us for Millennia
convenience, the offerings, betray each church
my testament, to see the forest's green agenda
plasters, on all natures hurt
Not frogmarched by consumerisms stigma
our living planet, heed its mater
preach to me no frigid dogma
but love, that has the power to alter
Not those dry and dusty scripts
nature, be my buttresses of influence
not steal the lead from each domesticity
nor fairy tales, but belief in common sense
Wear a Joseph's coat
A belief to preserve just what we have
my own colour, faith, a need invoked
repair all, that's been raped and stabbed
The cross to fill a gaping hole
I sing hymns that only earth can hear
boulders form from my resolve
build a base without compare
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me myself and i
in truth
all my worship
is in service of
self improvement
self worth
self awareness
self respect
self control
and if that self same
is found in the gods
in the sky
land
or sea
if it is found at 3am
heartbroken
heart racing
in the lyrics
of an algorithmic auto play
or the other side of the day
in the yellow sun
on fire
or in sleep
where i skinwalk
in sex
where i
love
then
that’ll do
Written by anna_grin
(ilchruthach)
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