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The Dawning of the Son
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The Dawning of the Son |
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Freely_expressing Member
since 2008-10-16
Posts 69NSW, Australia |
High above the lonely suburbs I stand there, alone, and look out No trees, no life, not even birds No noise except my silent shout All but streetlights extinguish The darkness falls like a mask Hiding the earths face of anguish “Why all the suffering?” I ask But nobody hears, nobody cares My questions die on my lips Because no one else is there I’m reading from unwritten scripts This song is my own, none other’s I sing to ease pain on this earth The pain of my sisters and brothers Only I see a melody’s worth I reach out my hands to this world Hands scarred by a fight I must win In those hands a baton still twirls But rejected love rages within Conducting for blinded musicians I have hardly begun to achieve The greatest of my great ambitions To bring hope to those who still grieve But as I watch hope ignites A blade of brilliant light appears Piercing the heart of this night Will they finally notice the tears? The sunrise, like avenging fire Blazes across distant sky My voice soars higher and higher Hoping someone will hear my cry The cry of a heart that bleeds For those who I cannot protect I need more than fingered prayer beads I need something more like respect How to give what is not wanted? To heal those who admit no pain? Despite all this, I am undaunted One day I will remove this stain The world will sing in harmony When I finally succeed Like ebony and ivory All races renouncing their greed The Fallen One - my greatest foe Spreads dissonance like disease But pain will reach a crescendo And bring Him to his knees When all have the seen the truth of life And heard the last cadence The truth will cut them like a knife Only suffering awaits them hence So on I sing to those still deaf With my persecuted choir I see only one option left To save them all from fire So I play the painful concerto To succeed in my ultimate goal It was written for me alone And played to make the broken whole My voice was broke, harsh as I wept I spread my arms and bowed my head But the power of love I had still kept I died, but am no longer dead Now all required for them to gain The priceless joy of release Is that they hear my note of pain And help complete my masterpiece Then on that day when mortals fade They will escape the righteous wrath Of him to whom they humbly prayed And wisely chose the narrow path |
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Songbird Member Elite
since 1999-12-15
Posts 2184Missouri |
I really enjoyed reading this, it flowed so smoothly. Normally I have such a short attention span that I have a hard time reading a long piece but this kept me reading. God Bless You! |
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Jrocc New Member
since 2008-10-28
Posts 7Australia, Vic |
Wow! Your poem touches the issues that many christians inflicted upon them, we have the answer, but no one wants to hear it. This was honestly a great read, and a masterpiece that must be heard. Learn and let go of the past, but don't make it your future. |
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Tom Zart Senior Member
since 2006-05-18
Posts 682 |
You are out of your mind and that makes for a good poet nice work give us more. Tom Zart |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
How you've brought to light that emotion of sadness when one bursts with fantastic news, loved ones don't seem to care about. On a deeper level, that fantastic news was aquired by paying the steepest, most painful price and people still don't seem moved by it. Yes, imagine the glorious day when all become fully aware! This piece is incredible! Thanks for sharing it here. God bless, Rae |
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Freely_expressing Member
since 2008-10-16
Posts 69NSW, Australia |
Thank you all so much for your comments! Really appreciate them as I often seem to remain unread. Hehe, oh well. Few things that I have tried to edit that are annoying me. Like the random connection of two verses. Anyway I'm thankful you can appreciate the message behind my Poem  I"ll have to check out all your posts!God bless you all!  |
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jjbreunig3 Member
since 2009-07-29
Posts 423Maine, USA |
A lovely write; however, it seems that you need another stanza to "tie back" to this poem's title - obvious Christ is the son of Whom you're writing and it should end with Him. --Joe Logic, when applied to people, fails miserably! --Joseph J. Breunig 3rd |
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booky1940! Member
since 2009-04-16
Posts 136Canada |
I think this is quite a good poem - as it hardly left anything uncovered therein. Hence, I might be spoiled for choice - but I'm more for the last verse - baring down on the three last lines of it. Keep on writing - you're blessing many souls. |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
I enjoyed your whole, the rhyme, the flow of your concerto and especially that it expressed a wonderfully deep and caring heart for the hurting. Thank you for sharing and God bless, -Bob |
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