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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Once again I say sorry... this one is long... and in some places trippy. I wrote this very drunk a few years ago, Then once sober I typed it word for word on my computer, I never had the heart to change it. so if you see spelling errors and the like try to ignore them. Good luck. ;-) . END TIMELESS The End Times The end of days Whatever you want to call them I really could care less They all mean the same thing That God never really gave us free will Free will is without limit Yet man it seems has his Angels creep as demons leap God weeps as Lucifer laughs The tables need be turned for the victory we think we shall have Victory We stand within the walls of churches singing the victories yet to come We sing them into the halls of heroes When in fact they have done nothing but watched And when the time comes eradicate us from this world Where’s the hero in that? Fools we are to believe in those that never wished us upon this world No different than the elder brother or sister That despises the youngest child in the fold the favorite one God came down and was slain by man He forgave us as we spat in his face He loved us as we trashed his words The words of God? Or the words of a dictating mankind We beat him Kicked and stoned his broken body Then if that were not enough we nailed him to the very thing he created We are truly fools to think that we shall be saved As foolish as those that enter the walls of supposed protection The walls of God The sanctum of Jesus No vampire can enter No Demon dares to touch upon the sacred soils Truth be told they wish not enter To touch the foolish misgivings of man Who would wish to enter that? They wait in the darkness to take our stupid souls The true children of God They have free will as much as we do I do not see them in the Bible being cast aside like an old toy God Oh God We are fools Total fools in multiple worlds of reason without reasoning Hatred for our own Love for something you’ve never seen To cast out your own blood for their faults Flesh and blood Drink this wine It is my blood Eat this bread It is my flesh Flesh and blood cast out You missed the message In all the hustle and bustle of reading the good book You failed to see what was right in front of your eyes for so long We cast out our flesh and blood so long ago We nailed it to a tree and spat on his name Flesh and blood was cut off that day We were given a chance Even given clues I wasn’t even there! I hear you say Pluck Jesus from history and place him on earth today You tell me what would happen Sure no nails would be found Just a good shrink with a clipboard A key to lock him up until the day he died Who would be the more barbaric? Them for using nails Or us for using drugs We are no different They were as we are We just have better shoes than they did For our actions I say let the Angels come LET THEM COME!! Take us if you can I dare you Take us try as you might we shall still remain We are the roaches of the universe Nothing will eradicate us from the face of the world Unfortunately Cry for the passing of God Weep for the loss of the Angels Jeer at the Demons that crawl throughout the darkness Look not into the eyes of Vampires For least you loose the fight for mortal life Mortal life Like flesh and blood Bread and Wine A cross upon a hill Silver shards of light pierce the heart as cold hearts laugh We make silver the prime choice for our coins Silver was always the cures for all things Good or bad Silver kills Why do we use it for our every day actions? Every country uses silver to signify importance Money A hand full of silver A mark of protection Covered in dirt Marked for betrayal Silver bullets to kill the beast Silver dollar pancakes covered in syrup Stacked on a plate in a diner somewhere in a busy city A city filled with darkened souls Filled with the light we strive to find The light of God Search the shadows to seek the light of the inner being Find the opposite Darkness in light Light in darkness Things are not what we think they are A handful of pancakes cast into the dirt Syrup dripping into the dust like the blood of Christ Blood pooling on the sun burnt earth created by god One day we shall wake up We shall realize the mistakes we made One day we shall wake up We shall wake up and see the Angels of Death As they make their way gracefully through the clouds Swords in hand Horns blowing We shall see them for what they truly are Not what we created from ignorant minds No babies with fluffy wings Beasts with a thousand eyes Michael with a sword to cut the world Gabriel the herald of our doom The roaches of the world we are The children of God we once were The fools we have become Shall we see our souls reflected in windows As they shatter to the sound of horns blown Shatter like the illusions created Splinter like the wood carried by Jesus Congeal shall we, as did the blood by his feet So foolish we are So ignorant to the ways of the world Of the worlds that live beside us In ignorance We wait for the lifting of The Veil [This message has been edited by Seeker72 (11-09-2007 01:43 AM).] |
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Mystress May Member
since 2007-10-25
Posts 296Taunton, MA |
Ummmm... holy sh*t. I'm speechless (and I'm sure you've noticed how little that happens in the short time I've been here).... That is intense and profound. I truly love it. I truly love your work doll... I've still got chills Our scars are the foundation for what we have become |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Thank you MM... I have noticed that you speak your mind. It's one of the reasons I hope you respond to my writing. I'm glad you read it for what it was, i must say when I read it the next day I was also stunned. I'm happy to say I still do that to myself even years later. |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Did you see any areas that needed to be changed for want of a better flow? |
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Mystress May Member
since 2007-10-25
Posts 296Taunton, MA |
Well, you could take the few longer lines and break them into two lines... our minds read the line continuously but if it is in two lines, we will automatically break it up in our heads and it will continue the rhythm that has already been established. Does that make any sense at all? I know what I'm trying to say, just not sure if it's coming out properly hehe. The words themselves I don't believe need to be changed.... just divided so that our minds see them differently. This is how I would consider breaking them up: No different than the elder brother or sister that despises the youngest child in the fold the favorite one In all the hustle and bustle of reading the good book you failed to see what was right in front of your eyes for so long We shall wake up and see the Angels of Death as they make their way gracefully through the clouds Our scars are the foundation for what we have become |
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Elias Nevermore Member
since 2007-11-03
Posts 152 |
great.....wow is all i can say. btw, on yor second to last line, fix the spelling of ignorance. you have it spelled "ignorants'. Im not sure if that is on purpose or not. but great poem, nevertheless |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Thanks Elias. Little typos always seem to slip through the cracks. |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Thanks for the input MM I'll tinker with it tonight, when I have more time. |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Tinkered. ;-) |
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jossal Junior Member
since 2007-09-15
Posts 23 |
In the small time I've been here, I've never seen such a long poem! But it was profound and very very good! yes, who says god will save us? Your poem as just given me nightmares!  Jossal Darkness is only the lack of light... |
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Seeker72 Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 387Oregon USA |
Thanks jossal and sorry for the nightmares. ;-) |
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