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The Belfry Nomad
The Belfry Nomad
Solitude was always a great comfort
No one to cling on to
Just silence and thoughts.
She was an average looking girl
No deformities present no mental illness
She simply liked the view from the belfry.
At first it was an escape
She hated her household
Too much animosity and hostility... Not very appealing
Her first snowfall since exile
Oh it was very pretty indeed
Dawning light was peeking she had to hide
She was an errant nomad
The Bishop would not be pleased
If he caught her again roaming around.
How does she survive you ask?
Easy the cemetery receives daily visits
Some bring baked goods to their loved ones.
She knew it wasn't correct
But only the fittest survive
At least she wasn't dust and bones.
Solitude was always a great comfort
No one to cling on to
Just silence and thoughts.
She was an average looking girl
No deformities present no mental illness
She simply liked the view from the belfry.
At first it was an escape
She hated her household
Too much animosity and hostility... Not very appealing
Her first snowfall since exile
Oh it was very pretty indeed
Dawning light was peeking she had to hide
She was an errant nomad
The Bishop would not be pleased
If he caught her again roaming around.
How does she survive you ask?
Easy the cemetery receives daily visits
Some bring baked goods to their loved ones.
She knew it wasn't correct
But only the fittest survive
At least she wasn't dust and bones.
Published 6th Jul 2012
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24th Oct 2012 3:47pm
"She knew it wasn't correct
But only the fittest survive "
I fancy myself as a biblical scholar of sorts so when I read this poem (which I like) I just could not help myself by sharing that scripturally the Bible addresses this exact subject and basically says that if you feel guilty taking offerings meant for the dead or meant for false idles or what not; than don't do it.
BUT if you don't think anything is wrong with it than do it.
But only the fittest survive "
I fancy myself as a biblical scholar of sorts so when I read this poem (which I like) I just could not help myself by sharing that scripturally the Bible addresses this exact subject and basically says that if you feel guilty taking offerings meant for the dead or meant for false idles or what not; than don't do it.
BUT if you don't think anything is wrong with it than do it.
