(this is not a poem about God...this is about someone who thought so highly of themselves they believed that they were a god...but then again we are all divine within)
You think you are a just god...Forgiving and Benevolent. You promise your worshippers Immortality and Magick. Yet you have Nothing to give. Betrayal is not becomming. Revenge is just as sweet. The path to the Light is through the Dark. The path to Salvation is through Sin. Like an Angel falling from grace...destined for better things. I now know my friends. I now know my enemies. And you are Neither... Betrayal is not becomming. Revenge is just as sweet. The only way to kill a god...its to deny they ever exist. You are Nothing.
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Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on September 10, 2004
An incredible selfish journey walked within the darkness will often lead to implosion by the one who seeks vision where there isn’t anything to been seen. For without the light of love and compassion, one’s life truly becomes worthless, and nonexistence. An extraordinarily well-penned poetic treasure. Thank you for sharing it. Take care and be well.
Interesting that you can write this and not be crucified by the right wingers here. I'd be hung out to dry. I wonder if you feel this way a lot, or if this is a passing phase?
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The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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(((HUGS))) and love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
love how you spell your name! heathyre. pretty spelling! different!