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Prayer of Wishful Thinking and Vengence
After the towers
Turned to rubble flowers
I find myself wondering
Confused at the feeling
Just aching to get out of me
Our Father, which art in Heaven
My anger,
I wish I had the power
To turn the rubble flowers
Back on the perpetrators,
The bastard makers
Hallowed be thy Name
I wish I had a Kalashnikov too
So I could look at them and scoff
When I find the sons and daughters
Of the jihad and blow their fucking heads off
Thy kingdom come
I wish I had a pipe bomb,
Trip wire and a young fanatic
So he could say bye to mom
Incinerate himself and cause mass panic
Thy will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven
I wish I had a launcher
With matching RPG’s
So I could hold death on my shoulder
And their children will never get older
Give us this day our daily bread
I wish their country,
Had planes they can’t afford
So I may jack them too
Fly my terror into their homes
And scorch the sky from blue
And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us
I wish I lead a terrorist cell
That brought with it America’s hell
So that I may never be outflanked
And always ready for their anti-tank
And lead us not into temptation
I wish I wore a blue beret
So I can take cheap shots at them all day
Pretending I’m a keeper
Of the peace, when really I’m the reaper
But deliver us from evil
I wish I had a vest
To protect my chest
So I may free their child soldiers
Of any remaining life
And hack whatever limbs are left,
Off their heads in front of their fathers
And rip the fetus from their pregnant mothers
For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever.
Amen
Turned to rubble flowers
I find myself wondering
Confused at the feeling
Just aching to get out of me
Our Father, which art in Heaven
My anger,
I wish I had the power
To turn the rubble flowers
Back on the perpetrators,
The bastard makers
Hallowed be thy Name
I wish I had a Kalashnikov too
So I could look at them and scoff
When I find the sons and daughters
Of the jihad and blow their fucking heads off
Thy kingdom come
I wish I had a pipe bomb,
Trip wire and a young fanatic
So he could say bye to mom
Incinerate himself and cause mass panic
Thy will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven
I wish I had a launcher
With matching RPG’s
So I could hold death on my shoulder
And their children will never get older
Give us this day our daily bread
I wish their country,
Had planes they can’t afford
So I may jack them too
Fly my terror into their homes
And scorch the sky from blue
And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us
I wish I lead a terrorist cell
That brought with it America’s hell
So that I may never be outflanked
And always ready for their anti-tank
And lead us not into temptation
I wish I wore a blue beret
So I can take cheap shots at them all day
Pretending I’m a keeper
Of the peace, when really I’m the reaper
But deliver us from evil
I wish I had a vest
To protect my chest
So I may free their child soldiers
Of any remaining life
And hack whatever limbs are left,
Off their heads in front of their fathers
And rip the fetus from their pregnant mothers
For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, for ever and ever.
Amen
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Deep
12th Sep 2009 5:26am
This is a very powerful poem, and it says so much, it is very deep, and means so much.
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Thank you
12th Sep 2009 5:36am
I released all of my emotion into this poem and it turned out much more than I had imagined for it, there is almost too much to this poem for me to understand, and i wrote it... :S
Very strong...
12th Sep 2009 5:46pm
You have portrayed vengeance in a very strong way without any remorse..very deep n thoughtful..
keep up the good work!:)
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Disturbing
Anonymous
13th Sep 2009 12:40pm
I think you're a talented artist, but I found this work to be deeply disturbing, and not in a good way. Maybe I'm just an idiot and there's a double meaning here that I haven't perceived, but your insistent focus on child murder came across as deeply perverse to me.
As I said, however, I do think you're a decent artist.
As I said, however, I do think you're a decent artist.
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re: Disturbing
14th Sep 2009 00:12am
Yes, I understand how you would perceive this, however there is a very important double meaning in this poem, also why I dropped the hint in my last comment on this poem, I said "who is the real fanatic". Now I guess I'll blatently give you all the meaning that I would've liked everyone to figure out on their own, otherwise you'll all just think im mentally sick. Indeed part of the poem focuses on child murder, this is becuase I wanted everyone to pay attention to the anger being portrayed on 9/11 towards terrorism and the middle east. However, the most important part of the poem are not the verses, the most important part of this poem is the line of the Lord's Prayer following each verse. This is meant to represent the "American" religion. This is significant because I wanted readers to wonder why its there, why on earth would I have interspersed that throughout the poem, its significance is held in the question: Who is right? the terrorists hate americans becuase of things we've done and a fanatic interpretation of their religion. And why do we hate them? Becuase of things they've done, and our religion is fanatically different. The only difference between us is location in the world, religious beliefes and extenuating circumstances such as government, GDP. Is our hatered towards eachother sensible? is it just driven solely by loss? By difference? This poem is designed to make you wonder, and the focus on child killing is meant to affect you, deeply affect you, so that you don't read the poem and that's that, this way you read the poem and say, omg, there's alot here, whats really going on in this poem
Thanks
Anonymous
14th Sep 2009 00:20am
Thanks for clearing this up for me. I did think that maybe your ultimate purpose was to illustrate the shades of gray between middle eastern terrorists and the wealthy west, I just wasn't sure, and there was a part of me that was worried in case you were using violence against children to titillate the reader. But now I know now that you clearly weren’t.
BTW, I've asked the webmaster to remove my previous comment, as I thought it were perhaps unfair to imply you were deeply perverse on a public forum!
BTW, I've asked the webmaster to remove my previous comment, as I thought it were perhaps unfair to imply you were deeply perverse on a public forum!
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don't worry
14th Sep 2009 00:31am
I don't mind the comment, you've obviously just misunderstood, though i'd urge you to investigate ur gut feeling when trying to decipher my meaning. I appreciate your regret.
p.s. who knows, just because I explained the poem, and it makes sense now, doesn't mean I'm not perverse regarless of what I write ;) :P
p.s. who knows, just because I explained the poem, and it makes sense now, doesn't mean I'm not perverse regarless of what I write ;) :P
Rage
Anonymous
14th Sep 2009 00:37am
After reading your poem again, my gut feeling was that the work was about rage and it's ultimate futility, as well as what I said in my previous comment.
Regardless of our crossed wires and all this talk about higher meaning, however, I still think you're a gifted stylist. I really liked the phrase 'rubble flowers'.
Regardless of our crossed wires and all this talk about higher meaning, however, I still think you're a gifted stylist. I really liked the phrase 'rubble flowers'.
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Rage
14th Sep 2009 1:27am
You nailed it. great interpretation, the rubble flower is definitly the most saliant image to me in this poem as well.
sweet
14th Sep 2009 10:27pm
Mercy
20th Sep 2009 3:23pm
I perceived it as most Americans should...the terrorist attack was UNHOLY..it evokes bad thoughts in an understandable rage, yet then Gods grace and mercy leads us to pray rather than kill in an UNHOLY manner. I was moved, and horrified...good affect, turning to the Lords prayer at all the right times. This is a controversial piece though.
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mentioned it
21st Sep 2009 11:47am
I talked of your poem today to the boyfriend. I asked him to read it when he has a chance..I was so impressed with it that i have thought of it through out my daily activities...when I told him of the poem, I stated that originally I wasn't reading your work (I'll be honest..) because of your profile picture..seemed not to the theme really, but then....funny thing, I never mentioned your hair color, yet later in our conversation, he stated that he was always willing to look over anything by a blond in a bikini..I said: I never said she was blond"...we laughed and laughed, he said that its a normal fantasy picture he has..thank you for your really good art, and the lesson that today I learned...never judge a book by its cover, so to say!.
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lol!
21st Sep 2009 11:26pm
You have no idea how right you are. I'm very flattered to hear of this, thank you. Hopefully since I have a brain under my brown hair I can expect some more comments from you :)
re: lol!
Anonymous
22nd Sep 2009 3:43am
I have to admit, when I first saw your photograph I assumed you were just another silly beach babe as well. But then when I read this poem I immediately regretted my knee-jerk prejudice.
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re: re: lol!
22nd Sep 2009 3:53am
It's interesting the way stereotypes work, my being perceived as attractive, im guessing, is only a matter of time. What I mean by this is, in different periods of time and in different locations around the world beauty is perceived differently. Had I been on this site and written what I did in the days of marylin monroe, would I not be just a skinny girl? I often wonder weather the volumtous women of those days were stereotypicaly thought of as well, less than intelligent too. beauty is only in the eye of the beholder, and so, one can never assume mental abilities based on their perception of ones looks. Thank you for being honest :)
re: re: re: lol!
Anonymous
22nd Sep 2009 11:46pm
I think society's perception of pretty people has more to do with jealously than any specific prejudice. We don't like to think of others having both brains and beauty...
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re: re: re: re: lol!
23rd Sep 2009 2:00am
wait a sec....
23rd Sep 2009 10:35am
Now does this mean because i am smart...cuz Iam :)
I am ugly to people...OMG! lmao
Lord, what a setback, at my age even....!!!
Thats it, wheres the beer.
:o
I am ugly to people...OMG! lmao
Lord, what a setback, at my age even....!!!
Thats it, wheres the beer.
:o
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re: wait a sec....
24th Sep 2009 2:04am
hey....
25th Sep 2009 9:27am
that's a good plan!
So, glad to now be reading your work....
You are very good...love your forum posts.
So, glad to now be reading your work....
You are very good...love your forum posts.
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re: hey....
25th Sep 2009 10:10pm
Glad to hear it:) I don't want to post anything that I have just laying around, all the poetry I submit has been written recently, I'll be writing a bit more when I have a chance, hopefully I can get something new up soon.