Behold and prepare thyself for a dreary sight,
a world has been divided by segregation.
Religious diversity gave rise to a plight,
especially when devotion is perceived as an obligation.
They argue about what transpired in the ancient past,
reliant on paraphrased scriptures of a hallowed nature.
Religious truces dissolve and will never last,
universal acceptance will always be a stranger.
To disregard thy brethren upon holy conviction,
differs not from judging the tone of their skin.
Sins echo and resurrect the act of cruxifiction,
this is the feud that no one can win.
Once a soul is mired in piety,
consume the believer, religion might.
Thou who doth not condone holy variety,
never will thy eyes behold the light.
What is the valley between life and death,
doth it correspond with what we've been taught?
Once the purgatory beckons and we draw the last breath,
unveiled it may be that the genocide was for naught.
Great vocabulary that flows with the dark matter. A good example of work that functions best when read out loud.
ReplyDeleteThe things I write very commonly descends into the realm of melancholy, to tell you the truth, but it flatters me that you found it enjoyable. Thank you.
DeleteGreat poem (with a great vocabulary) that is profound without being pretentious. It forces the reader to consider the subject matter and not just read and forget.
ReplyDeleteThat was indeed the intention, although the intention does not always correlate with the execution. This may arguably be one of my more accomplished attempts at conveyence. Perhaps this poem subtly originates from the naivity rooted in my soul which still yearns to see the world unified rather than being divided by trivial matters.
DeleteNot much of a constructive feedback, I just wanted to say that this was fucking awesome!
ReplyDeleteHoping that this will not make me come off as too smug, compliments are certainly also welcome when deemed deserved. You have my gratitude, Landmand.
DeleteWas this a Writing game 3? (make sure to use labels, please!)
ReplyDeleteIf so, was the backwards phrase "consume the believer, religion might"? In which case the original, forward phrase would have been "might religion believer the consume"...? Deconfuse me, please!
Thematically, the poem has the apocalyptic tone of a bardic og prophet-like speaker. You'll see the relevance of this remark later...
Oh rats, pardon the missing label. This is indeed Writing game 3.
DeleteYou are quite correct, professor, the original phrase was "might religion believer the consume". When assessed from retrospect, it would probably have been more conspicuous if I used bold or an underscore to point it out.
Truth be told, I really look forward to indulge myself with the elaboration to this assertion, as it sounds incredibly intriguing - yet I may miss out on it if it were to transpire next tuesday. To my dismay, my inadequacy and incompetence have forced a re-exam upon me, and of course it has been decided to occur in the middle of the creative writing lecture...