Notice of absence from Friendship
Thank you for your kind words and friendship; however, I must take a temporary leave of absence for several months to provide care and support to a friend, out of state.❤️
        
                        
                        Thank you for your kind words and friendship; however, I must take a temporary leave of absence for several months to provide care and support to a friend, out of state.❤️
The Church of depopulation,
In somber halls where shadows creep and cling,
A chilling creed, a hollow hymn they sing.
No bread of life, no wine of flowing grace,
But barren vows for a forsaken space.
The gospel preached from pulpits cold and stark,
Is not of birth, but of the fading spark.
They speak of burdens, numbers far too vast,
And future quiet, meant to surely last.
Their sacred texts, in sterile language bound,
Describe the silence of a fallow ground.
No children's laughter echoes through their nave,
Only the solace of an empty grave.
They consecrate the void, the dwindling breath,
Through whispered science, pacts with quiet death.
The offering laid upon their altar stone,
Is not of spirit, but of flesh and bone.
A chilling vision, carefully designed,
To leave but echoes of lost humankind.
The architects of absence, robed in grey,
Await the dawning of their barren day.
Beware the sermon whispered in the hush,
That seeks to quell the vital, pulsing rush.
For where life's fountain is declared a bane,
There blooms no heaven, only silent pain.
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- Published: October 5th, 2025 05:41
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Why don't people go to church, does the church not offer anything anymore.
Does religion get a bad rap with all the negativity that surrounds it.
Is there room for religion in the 21st century, or has hell taken us all.
Thank you for stopping by and reading my poem. In response to your question, my perspective has shifted, having attended Catholic school my entire life. There is a distinct difference in the pattern nowadays, as the church and its people have undergone a transformation, and it is not what it used to be.
Quite the write Friendship where churches already preach of salvation only in a life beyond, where the only thing that matters is the life after this why not take the short cut and get there first. Well done my friend
I thank you for stopping by and reading my poem, and most of all, I agree with your theory. It sounds good to me😂, thank you, my friend.
Most welcome
My friend, this is revelation through shadow...ritual and ruin intertwined. Every line feels carved in marble and bone. A masterful, haunting piece. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
I thank you for stopping by and reading my poem, and most of all for your words, my friend,❤️
So far your central proposition has not been addressed by anyone above (Too Hard?)
With limited resources this Earth cannot sustain a healthy population where every child born has the chance to develop their full potential….at least under current economic arrangements where too much wealth is accumulated into too few hands.
Your fanciful church (which is not a church at all) Is a straw man argument positing some authoritarian form of depopulation, which would under current social circumstances prove impossible to achieve.
I thank you for stopping by and reading my poem; it's made up, that's all!
I'm sure it is made up, but within its content, there are issues. Please reprogram in order to answer my contentions.
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