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The Masons' Marks
I still tidy the family graves
when I can.
'Tis a duty, as the self-appointed
family caretaker , and
keeper of time.
I still recoil, too, when my fingertips
brush the Freemasons' marks, cut
into the headstones
and.....
all sorts of thoughts rush through my mind--
jagged things, that might splinter the soul
if......
I ever found out
to what degree, they made it, to.
Sometimes the wind comes, grinning, and
asks me if I think they knew, who
they were truly paying homage , to.
I tell the wind:
" I don't want to know, if
they made it to the 33rd, but
I do want to know
If you come in the name of Christ, the
one, true God."
The wind usually leaves, then, when
I've pulled 1 John : 4 , on it, and
I get to task, finishing
the weed-pull on all the plots.
Not all witches mix potions , and
ride broomsticks---some are in the form
of a Good 'Ol Boys' Club.
One of these days, I'll bring a chisel
and chip out those snickering, taunting
marks, offending
my ancestors' grave stones.
when I can.
'Tis a duty, as the self-appointed
family caretaker , and
keeper of time.
I still recoil, too, when my fingertips
brush the Freemasons' marks, cut
into the headstones
and.....
all sorts of thoughts rush through my mind--
jagged things, that might splinter the soul
if......
I ever found out
to what degree, they made it, to.
Sometimes the wind comes, grinning, and
asks me if I think they knew, who
they were truly paying homage , to.
I tell the wind:
" I don't want to know, if
they made it to the 33rd, but
I do want to know
If you come in the name of Christ, the
one, true God."
The wind usually leaves, then, when
I've pulled 1 John : 4 , on it, and
I get to task, finishing
the weed-pull on all the plots.
Not all witches mix potions , and
ride broomsticks---some are in the form
of a Good 'Ol Boys' Club.
One of these days, I'll bring a chisel
and chip out those snickering, taunting
marks, offending
my ancestors' grave stones.
Published 27th Apr 2022
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Written for Robert's "Witches" comp
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This poem was oddly relateable. Many of the family on my Mum’s side were Masons. We inherited many of their various certificates when they died and my Mum really feels uncomfortable that they’re in the house. She does a lot of praying over them too, and yet, can’t seem to get rid of them because they’re a family connection.
Funnily enough, I’m not sure what the mason’s marks look like there, but here they closely resemble the Awen symbol in Druidry. So it was initially confusing… I was like goodness, there wasn’t half a lot of Druids around. Only to discover they were Masons. 😂
There’s a big churchyard here with very ornate gates that have a huge mason’s mark carved into the stone as you enter. Interestingly that churchyard has a lot of hearsay about Satanic cults and strange figures meeting after dark and all sorts of local legend.
Again, I wonder if it’s because its to do with the masons and their secrets. But it’s very evident that imaginations run away with folk. Much in the way the witch hunts started, which leads back neatly to your poem.
I think there will always be suspicion over anything that has its doctrine in secret. Personally it looks like a lot of ego, faff, and nonsense to me. But I guess we all need a hobby.
Thanks for sharing this one.
-M
This poem was oddly relateable. Many of the family on my Mum’s side were Masons. We inherited many of their various certificates when they died and my Mum really feels uncomfortable that they’re in the house. She does a lot of praying over them too, and yet, can’t seem to get rid of them because they’re a family connection.
Funnily enough, I’m not sure what the mason’s marks look like there, but here they closely resemble the Awen symbol in Druidry. So it was initially confusing… I was like goodness, there wasn’t half a lot of Druids around. Only to discover they were Masons. 😂
There’s a big churchyard here with very ornate gates that have a huge mason’s mark carved into the stone as you enter. Interestingly that churchyard has a lot of hearsay about Satanic cults and strange figures meeting after dark and all sorts of local legend.
Again, I wonder if it’s because its to do with the masons and their secrets. But it’s very evident that imaginations run away with folk. Much in the way the witch hunts started, which leads back neatly to your poem.
I think there will always be suspicion over anything that has its doctrine in secret. Personally it looks like a lot of ego, faff, and nonsense to me. But I guess we all need a hobby.
Thanks for sharing this one.
-M
Thanks for stopping by! Here is the symbol on the graves:
https://www.freemason.com/masonic-symbols-square-compasses/
First one shown with the G under the compass.
I've heard a lot about how the Masons are basically a satan worshipping cult & they rope you in slowly, and reveal more to you, as you go through their increasing degrees and rituals, much like the concept of earning different levels of colored belts in karate lessons.
Once you reach 32 & 33 degrees, they inform you that you've been in training to be a full on satan worshipper, which is one of the many things that gets lumped under the heading of witchcraft and albeit, not a good one at all.
So I've often wondered, did my family members know the true intents of the Masons, and how involved were they, in the facade put forth that makes them look like just another society that does fundraisers and community service , because they have to do some good, to make it look like they're not who they really are.
Tell your Mom, that when she is praying over those certificates, to speak that in the name of Jesus, that all generational curses be broken off and bound up, and that the power of these, be cut off.
Best remedy is to drop a match on them but if she's too sentimental about them, pray that prayer!
https://www.freemason.com/masonic-symbols-square-compasses/
First one shown with the G under the compass.
I've heard a lot about how the Masons are basically a satan worshipping cult & they rope you in slowly, and reveal more to you, as you go through their increasing degrees and rituals, much like the concept of earning different levels of colored belts in karate lessons.
Once you reach 32 & 33 degrees, they inform you that you've been in training to be a full on satan worshipper, which is one of the many things that gets lumped under the heading of witchcraft and albeit, not a good one at all.
So I've often wondered, did my family members know the true intents of the Masons, and how involved were they, in the facade put forth that makes them look like just another society that does fundraisers and community service , because they have to do some good, to make it look like they're not who they really are.
Tell your Mom, that when she is praying over those certificates, to speak that in the name of Jesus, that all generational curses be broken off and bound up, and that the power of these, be cut off.
Best remedy is to drop a match on them but if she's too sentimental about them, pray that prayer!
6th May 2022 10:04pm
I know a number of men who are masons, some are clergy, but I could never join despite the benefits of fellowship to each other. As one who works in an institution where there is a judicious culture of secrecy for security reasons, I consider their degree of secrecy would be unhealthy and stressful to me. I got turned off them seeing a TV programme about them when I heard of a London police officer, a mason, who, finding himself ordered to investigate an underworld figure he knew was a mason, shot himself at his home to avoid dividing his loyalties, torn as he was between the Law, his force and his lodge. At his funeral his lodge sent a wreath with a message praising his 'loyalty to his brothers' - they cared more for their secrecy than his life!
