ESCAPABLE TARGETS
Imagine the power to gather the Gods grace that is your humble reward, your born impulse to share and you honorably direct it toward, disbelievers that lack grace and evil they no longer fight, you Summon, you yearn, plead their hearts fill with might, but sadly you acknowledge, it's an impossible plight. Cry not dear warrior who never will fear the grim reaper, some lost souls just stay lost, remember, each and all are their own keeper +
Bobby O
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Bobby O (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Despite best efforts to help or save some people they just keep getting in their own way and the logic of survival escapes them over and over. This piece speaks to those regrettable occasions.
- Category: Reflection
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forgive the toxic and unnecessary words below, dear poet
they're not targeting you, but just
the general verbiage of 'people of faith'
trying to save the world, by cutting it up
into their own, valuation pieces
based on doctrine, inked
millennia ago by fingers, as fallible
as you and I...
(personally
I dream of a world
where having faith
doesn't denote, a self righteous
mindset
to judge and hurt others,
'in the name of doing, good'
where instead of oneness
and collective togetherness
people
wish for a segregated humanity
where only 'their faith'
reigns supreme?
surely it's enough
for faith, to work for that individual
instead of acting like
it's another pyramid scheme, where adding
one more 'believer'
adds value to your collective worship
I mean, what kind of deity
would have their creations, be born
in a home of one faith
separate from yours
and yet, only one set of beliefs
can save a soul?)
anyway, but what do I know?
forgive my overzealous and antagonistic words
if you can,
I genuinely
never want to be disparaging, about a person's chosen faith
just, some of the zealot 'need'
to force others, to follow in line
still, I'm sorry if my words
infuriate
forgive me
Speak loud and true.
"He that is unjust, let him be unjust still:
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