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Mistercyrano
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(Date Posted:05/24/2003 10:36:13)
i was sifting through my voluminous, yet tattered and disorganized book of poetry today, searching for one i had written in my morose and drug-laden days seven years ago. though, at the time it was penned, i had absolutely no concept of fundamentalism, christianity or any aspect of religion, in rediscovering it i found that it has a certain prophetic ring to it. in a strong sense, i have found it has encapsulated the whole walk away concept, and i thought that many of you might enjoy it and draw from it the same inferences that i had, and perhaps even comment on it, share some of your own poetry or prose and the like.
WHERE'S MY CHURCH
written June 3rd, 1996 by mistercyrano---#346
Where's my church that I may build
from nothing but a soul fulfilled?
Where's my bleak, unanswered calling
that couldn't be heard if the sky were falling?
Where's my symbol of utter devotion
that I may bear through harsh emotion?
Where's my bible to feed my mind
of keen foresight, to which I'm blind?
I walk this way to get me Where??? . . . .
to my chruch that was never there.
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There's no reason
There's no compromise
Changin' seasons
Livin the HI life
I don't know you
So don't freak on me
I can't control you
You're not my destiny
Straight OUT of LINE
I can't find a reason
Why I can't just stand by my way
Straight out of LINE
I don't need a reason
and you don't need to, don't need to lie to meeeeeee
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Mishkatoo
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(Date Posted:09/23/2003 19:27:03)
Reply to : Mistercyrano
You are a true artist. I think my skill is sadly short of what is actually in my imagination. So, without further apologies and a dream of improvement...I will proceed. Since walking away, superstitions are less fearful, and my "demons" are really sanity trying to break free from the prisons religion put them in.
Demon-Haunted Mind
All my doubts I crowded
Into a cave
At the back of my mind.
The fear of bigotry,
Hypocrisy
Insanity and its fruit
Dwelt in darkness.
Now a monster
Howls from deep
Within my cave
No longer will it live
In utter darkness
When my reason reared
Its ugly head, of horns
And fangs and
An arrow tail
Fierce, howling
It rushed my faith
Charged all dreams
Scraped and clawed
At all beliefs
And with angry, violent force
Penetrated my imagination
Only reality remained...
How easily he won.
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love and peace,
Mishka
"Of course I'm out of my mind. It's dark and scary in here."
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rhiana
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(Date Posted:09/24/2003 00:35:36)
I'm not pretending this is any good, but its relevent. Its also not finished, but I doubt I'll ever finish it, so waiting until I have seems pointless.
All that I can't leave behind.
All that I can't leave behind,
Leads to nightmares
And dark dreams,
Of demons, devils and lies.
All that I can't leave behind,
Gives pain and hurt,
Desertion,
Desperation and Solitude.
I'm alone in a crowd,
Alone in an embrace,
A world of my own,
Where I cling to myself.
The vestiges of a virtuous soul,
The remains of a personality,
Carefully hidden,
To ensure survival.
To ensure that on leaving,
All that I must leave behind
It is not abandoned.
And I can find a light
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