Short Pome about religion

[Nazz]

We're all God's children
except if we aren't quite.
Round up a posse, put 'em on a bus.
Hunt the Almighty, He's up there.

[stilltrucking]

short and to the point
gotta love it

[Nazz]

Thanks Jack. Two of my biggest beefs against religiosity summed up succinctly. (At the risk of being accused of "complaining too much"-- that's ok, I'll risk it!)

Here's something else I wrote recently. I know I've written about the WW2 vet in this one before, but he keeps popping into my consciousness...

"Darkness Heart"

They fought the final war.
Roman numeral etched in stone.
There’s a graveyard in Hiroshima,
gravestones flattened in a massive circle.
Weapons are bigger in the final war.
We could end it all, no more.

It was the good war, heroic legend,
gunships, black puffs, dub in explosions.
They made the grainy stock film on TV.
No, they touched a subhuman jungle,
days hinged on unhinged questions.
Young killers have no stomach for it,
sold upriver by phantoms and dues,
heart of darkness, the art of disease.

I put a voice to it.
Met a man in Mojave, whiskey dive.
He touched hell on the Isle of Saipan,
in splattered temples and human smoke.
He saw their eyes, the desperate demons,
spoken softly under the din, I leaned in.
Must be some limit to ripped out souls.
They come back to watch, to seep in.
He was 84 and fit to destroy me.
He spoke softly under the din.

Ok, I like how this one moves from "apocalyptic" macro to soft-spoken micro. I didn't arrange it this way at first, but I like the "zooming in" effect. Ok, I promise, I won't mention this poor fellow again.

[Nazz]

Thanks, Jack. So many true believers have wrapped up all the escalated, mass-produced mass-savagery of 20th Century institutional mass-warfare in their various slots of "prophetic" doctrine, but I can't get to that, it seems. We have a lot of internal work to do, it seems.

My old computer gave out finally and I hooked up another one, and for some reason I can't read the picture you posted, just the dreaded red "X" in a small box. Not sure why. I'll check out your artlog thoughts. Haven't been there in a while.

Since it is a "religion" thread, I cobbled together another Jesus musing the other day:

"Jesus Joe Strummer"

Jesus is my blank.
Jesus wrote my bumpersticker.
Jesus came to save the world.
Wait, that was us.

Jesus fed us, Jesus, our bus,
hands up in disgust, wait, that was us.
No rest for the man, no man for rest.
Creation created, creation ate.

They tried to jam him
but he strum, Joe humming,
Sunday morning porch on Galilee,
jamming with misfits and no trees,
a little water here, wine there,
a laying on of hands.

[stilltrucking]

The missing picture is Ahmadinejad
with the folling text on it

“OH MIGHTY LORD, I PRAY
TO YOU HASTEN THE EMERGENCE OF YOUR LAST
REPOSITORY, THE PROMISED
ONE, THAT PERFECT AND
PURE HUMAN BEING, THE ONE
THAT WILL FILL THIS WORLD
WITH JUSTICE AND PEACE’


I been thinking about True Believers lately ours and theirs, not sure if I can pick the lesser of two evils.

That bit about the old veteran gave me the willies.

[Nazz]

Both dangerous. The whole "messiah came (or will come) to save the world" bit. Seems a bit of a cop out to me, always did. In the wake of Jesus' enlightened words/deeds sprang a religion that (seemed to) grow more top-heavy through the centuries, and now it leans on a "Second Coming." Well, to me it seems the "second coming" is more of an internal thing. Maybe that's just me. As for the guy who told me about fighting in Saipan, I'm a little surprised I spent more time with it and could find words to begin to get at it-- anything close to what I felt when he told me the story. Hard write, of course. I should leave that stuff behind.

[mtmynd]

'true believers' is an oxymoron
'true followers' is closer to fact

get 'em up! you're under detest!
you ain't followin' what we're followin'...
no room for scoundrels around this land...


good un, Mark...