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The Prophet's Lament (2000 years later)
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The Prophet's Lament

   [2000 Years After]

 

They were to welcome me as the "Friend of God" --

and that is why I came.

I came back to them to remind them

to turn from their endless wars;

from their senseless destruction.

I came to stop them from feeding their children

into the insatiable maws of death

decorated in holiday fashion

as fireworks, candies, roasted turkeys, fat Elves in red suits

leaving piles of useless "gifts" under dead trees;

or as colorful pills and shiny handguns.

 

But those who sent me were blind old fools;

the Old Guard caught in endless deliberations

of mindless politics, waiting too long to intervene

and when I awakened upon Earth

I found the poison of time had spread as a cancer

filling every thought in every mind

as sand fills every hole in every dune

in the great deserts of the outer worlds.

 

They remember nothing!  Absolutely nothing!

 

God -- they have turned into myriad lies;

into idols fashioned by minds inflamed with lusts.

Their religions are but tattered rags flapping in the winds

as do the tongues of their preachers for hire;

their teachings as bleached bones

left by beached whales dead long, long ago.

 

I walked the land in silent shock,

seeing no hope anywhere, sensing no future.

All I encountered were the rapacious claws of greed

tearing the soft blush of youth

into bloody rivers upon a scarred and battered land

as smoke billowed from factories

where they ground and burned the bodies of the poor.

Yes, they still speak of God,

perhaps more

than ever before

but their prayers invoke only cold ritual and dead magic -

creating more smoke in the parching winds.

 

Now the prophet speaks:

No longer will I be called the "Friend of God"

among the people of Earth.

I will not allow this blasphemy to spread;

this travesty to continue.

For the sake of the Great Balance

I turn my back upon my Ancient Friend.

I return my soul into his hands

and refuse to look in his tear-stained face.

Hard of heart I must be now;

as harsh and cold as the people of Earth

are to one-another.

Now we must go on our separate ways

until the people turn from their addictions

or

until Earth is no more.

 

The Prophet will not return

until the land has been cleansed of pollution;

until every heart is filled with compassion;

until innocent blood is no longer shed;

until every desire of every mind can only be quenched

through the imparting of wisdom.

These Words are true .

 

Sha'Tara the Grey

 


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Reviewed by m j hollingshead
Reviewed on January 2, 2007
good one

Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on November 23, 2005
Wow This really holds so much in here. It's so powerfully written and is so so sad. ..."I return my soul into his hands and refuse to look in his tear-stained face."... Yeah that's what I see. I know how I feel when someone destroys my hopes and dreams and stomps all over my love I can only imagine how He feels. Wonderful and inspiring poem Sha'Tara.
Thanks so much I love your mind and Regis, you are a wonderful MAN and I thank you for bringing this to the den. Wish I'd see something of yours soon. Thinking always about you mon ami!
Happy Thanksgiving! Although not "Official" in Canada you can still join in on the day cuz I'm very thankful for you, mon ami. I'm having Pizza!! A large one not delivery, Di Giorno, all to myself since you and Tinka ain't here to share it with. Guess that leaves it All for me!! you got the address be here tomorrow before 7:30pm MST and I'll share!! (c :)je T'aime
Tracey and gang42xoox(c :)


Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
Reviewed on November 23, 2005
You're So Very Wrong In Quoting Anyone Being: The Prophet (God) TRASK Never Left How Could Any True Prophet Not Be Part Of The Filth You Humanity Created???

Regis Even After Death You Are Not Cleansed Of Any Human Sins Of Loss Of Millions Of (God)'s Little Children May Be Your Own Loss Of Your Own Children,i.e. No Human Being Is Infallible!

Even (God) Is Guilty Of His Own Sins He Created This Earth & Heavens,i.e. But, (God) Did Not Create This Evil World You Live In--

Satan Devil Did...

Watch Whose Words You Quote --sha tara the grey Can Is May Be Your Own Satan Devil!

I Quote No One Not Even (God) Who Created Me,i.e I Answer To One One But Me,Myself & I-- The True Prophet Man Neither Worries About His Faith Nor Wrath Of (God) -He Renders It-Wrath In His The Eyes Of (God) Who Simply Steps Aside Turns Walks Away From His Own Created Evil Earth...

Earth Was Never To Begin With As Buddha Stated In Beginning:

All Is But An Illusion Created By Evil-- Satan Devil Is Man In His Own (2 Human Eyes) GREED...

TRASK


Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
Reviewed on November 22, 2005
Down to Earth theology, philosophy, and sociology. There is one aspect that bears special comment here. Looking from far and above, high places in developed civilization, it is easy to see all crudity. Without the power and guidance, early humans could not have mastered living as they have done, nor could we have advanced to higher stages of civilization. Well ... women in early civilization with almost inhuman hyper-mammary development were so idolized that they made a handsome living by simply going from village to village and permitting the natives to stare at them for a fee. Isn't this the same thing that goes on today only a higher stage of civilization. Not necessarily staring at women's breasts, but the point being that our body language is part of our social heritage of culture and the Spirit imparts wisdom this way. These words are true. I see a future in this, although it is hard to understand how we have managed to exist for so long under the burdens which we have imposed upon ourselves. Thanks Regis (and thank you Sha 'Tara the Grey.)

Sage

Reviewed by Constance Gotsch
Reviewed on November 22, 2005
Alas, some things never change. Still we have to keep trying.

Reviewed by Felix Perry
Reviewed on November 22, 2005
This is a deep an arresting saga of a poem that tells it like it is with vivid imagery and wonderful word play.

felix

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
Reviewed on November 22, 2005
Oh My quite a lament you posted here!!

I think more of us feels that way!!

Love Tinka

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