Church Bells MAG

February 22, 2010
By samkinne BRONZE, Overland Park, Kansas
samkinne BRONZE, Overland Park, Kansas
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I awake Sunday morning with a pillow over my head.
My ears are ringing with the bell's toll.
My mind begetting an image of a canvas
Painted with a medium of dread.

A pleasant illustration of a family's silhouettes,
Sitting 'round the dinner table, heads bowed, hands clasped.
The father figure at the head babbles inordinately while he breaks the daily bread.
And Doubting Thomas keeps his peace
While his conscience rages war,
Over the tangibility of these holes,
All with head bowed and eyes closed.
All the while maintaining angelic appearance,
This transgressor, somber, kept his peace.

All the while questioning, I will preserve this peace,
During which the Deity lulls the conscious off to sleep.
Muffling the doubters and their intuitive blasphemy.
I reason whether he keeps a census of his multitude of sheep.

The author's comments:
I am not against religion. Just the structure at which it is seen.

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on Sep. 14 2011 at 6:58 pm
IWillDream54 GOLD, Amarillo, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"Look out, they're coming after us with big guns,
They're only gonna tell you all the bad things I've done
Even if they words they say aren't true they've won,
Now I'm left here dying in the sun..."

Love this!


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