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Burnings Of A Virgin
Tobacco road
somehow fell short
by about ten miles
south
lost in ignorance
well above the knees
I watch with horror
this
sick sight
Your burning cross
on my lawn
how the kindred
flee
from the white hood
carrying Oleander tea
serving
best to stroke
that pale shut-in ego
I have inhaled the best
of natures bloom
an expression
I never lose
yet
fragrant aromas
carried by rot
death
may smell
so sweet
to aged flesh
cull all you wish
carcass
do nothing
but fertilize
simple soil
that will claim
You
helpless
as new growth
looms over
insignificance
hatred
borne from the righteous
learn nothing
but fake smiles
pettiness
with a forked tongue
claimed as holy
I watched God die
fall into the sea
by misinterpretation
as angels
drug Her body
up north
before
pieces were torn off
preservation
of life itself
at times
we must defend
A promise
held in heart
towing Jehovah
we say fuck You
defiler
no slave
will ever be made
under
the false
idol
that
grants tyranny
somehow fell short
by about ten miles
south
lost in ignorance
well above the knees
I watch with horror
this
sick sight
Your burning cross
on my lawn
how the kindred
flee
from the white hood
carrying Oleander tea
serving
best to stroke
that pale shut-in ego
I have inhaled the best
of natures bloom
an expression
I never lose
yet
fragrant aromas
carried by rot
death
may smell
so sweet
to aged flesh
cull all you wish
carcass
do nothing
but fertilize
simple soil
that will claim
You
helpless
as new growth
looms over
insignificance
hatred
borne from the righteous
learn nothing
but fake smiles
pettiness
with a forked tongue
claimed as holy
I watched God die
fall into the sea
by misinterpretation
as angels
drug Her body
up north
before
pieces were torn off
preservation
of life itself
at times
we must defend
A promise
held in heart
towing Jehovah
we say fuck You
defiler
no slave
will ever be made
under
the false
idol
that
grants tyranny
Published 25th May 2017
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Anonymous
25th May 2017 6:41pm
It's funny because even soil can smell like shit sometimes. But hey, it helps the roses grow my friend.
Eloquently put. An intriguing title. Don't let the Druids know. I hear they're over that now... 😂
Eloquently put. An intriguing title. Don't let the Druids know. I hear they're over that now... 😂
27th May 2017 1:43am
25th May 2017 7:40pm
You wrapped your voice with a haute couture . Brilliant imagery. I watched God die. A trilogy left to hang all alone.
27th May 2017 1:45am
26th May 2017 1:46am
extremely interesting work here my friend. i love this bit in particular :
I watched God die
fall into the sea
by misinterpretation
I watched God die
fall into the sea
by misinterpretation
27th May 2017 1:45am
26th May 2017 12:45pm
the lure of false gods;
we thought we were over it
when we walked away from the golden calf...
we thought we were over it
when we walked away from the golden calf...
27th May 2017 1:47am
Somewhere there's still a teat being sucked on :) Appreciate You Greatly John!!!
It seems the very soil itself is defiled...left with a permanent, distorted , "sweet" stench of death, wherever cruel acts against humanity are committed --especially those carried out in the name of false gods and prophets...( and, tragically, this part of history continues to be repeated.....as the enticement of these charlatans continues......... )
Your third stanza is uniquely creative in it's (almost) subtle, symbolic representation of the white supremacists' very egos seemingly tainted (poisoned) by oleander tea. ( all those who chose to "sip" (follow) would share similar "toxic empowerment".
My friend....this piece is definitely thought-provoking...with many levels of intertwining, interconnecting interpretations.... meanings blended symbolically and metaphorically.
Imaginative....Intriguing Ink!
Your third stanza is uniquely creative in it's (almost) subtle, symbolic representation of the white supremacists' very egos seemingly tainted (poisoned) by oleander tea. ( all those who chose to "sip" (follow) would share similar "toxic empowerment".
My friend....this piece is definitely thought-provoking...with many levels of intertwining, interconnecting interpretations.... meanings blended symbolically and metaphorically.
Imaginative....Intriguing Ink!
27th May 2017 1:48am
What an astute breakdown DE :))) Appreciate You taking the time to ponder the detail!!!
26th May 2017 7:05pm
this is such an impressive write, dark and unnerving, certainly fired up my grey matter this evening :-)
27th May 2017 1:50am
Great to see Ya David!!! Appreciate You coming by and picking the brain!!!
27th May 2017 5:16pm
Some of the most egregious "crimes against humanity" are committed with religious pretexts. I think of the Inquisition when I read this but it could apply to other points in history, and perhaps the present. Fine work, souladareatease. Much to think about here.
28th May 2017 2:08am
Always an honour to see You Crow- thank You for the visit and kind words.....evil my friend, it wears many masks ...mainly eliteism ....selective censorship ...sling mud is okay if it's from "the right side" .....anyways good Sir-Appreciate the visit!!!
27th May 2017 8:04pm
I love this poem, soul.
You found words so powerful
that they might break up ignorance
and even revive a slayed God.
Hopes die last ...
You found words so powerful
that they might break up ignorance
and even revive a slayed God.
Hopes die last ...
28th May 2017 2:13am
Very glad to see You Miss Chi!!! Ignorance breeds and those that speak it believe it true....be thankful for the normal sized ego!!! Thankful for You!!!
powerful is your mighty pen it burns & cuts like the great fiery sword that it is..
may your passion always burn so bright so we may see the way..
love Brena
may your passion always burn so bright so we may see the way..
love Brena
30th May 2017 12:07pm
29th May 2017 1:42am
Gabe, my friend. You drew me in with the title and kept me there with a completely different story than I was expecting. You know me, "Burnings of a Virgin" would have been totally different if I'd written it. Lol!
30th May 2017 12:11pm
My Brother, I know You could have turned this Title into a Masterpiece of Sin lol This was a tad Darker than I like to go...Ignorance and Ego will always be the biggest flaws among the lowest of Humankind!!! Appreciate You Always!!!
Anonymous
30th May 2017 00:56am
Wow Soul.......this is dynamic........so many thoughts going thru my mind I have no words to describe my feelngs........tipping my pen to you in respect for an awesome ink......purple luv & hugs xo :)
30th May 2017 12:13pm
Nice to see You here Flower-Honoured!!! Glad You felt it-Means much in todays world!!!
5th Jun 2017 12:18pm
Powerful work , Gabriel ! Such anger carried in heart by beautiful words like a Trojan horse infiltrating enemy lines . Awesome!
6th Jun 2017 10:48am
6th Jun 2017 12:48pm
You have succeeded yet again in taking an event I have read about before and giving it new meaning with descriptors that are uniquely your own.
6th Jun 2017 12:54pm
Its evil lurks in everyday people...Thank You Ted-You Are Cherished My Friend!!!
