Body of Christ

Did you collar the meek
When they prayed for salvation?
Did you pardon the weak
When you gave in to temptation?

 

Did morality weigh
When they closed their eyes?
Did you induce them to stay
With sanctimonious lies?

 

Did you feel their innocence
When you stripped it away?
Did you bury all sense
When you dug your own grave?

 

Did you ever once pray
Before you enticed?
Where lies the decency
In this Body of Christ?

Reviews

[Morgan Ashire]

I must admit, I admire your pluck to be able to question these things and keep yourself composed. Not a bad piece. Deep as it is shallow.

[Y.F.]

These are all solid questions, but I guess we'll never know the answers to them.

I'm not religious at all, but I did talk to a lot of religious people, and they could never except any other truth than what was written down in their holy books, or preached to them by their leader.
This is also, in a way, their greatest source of power, and I find myself envy the joy their belief brings them.
But in the end, even though I honestly respect religious people and their practice, I can't respect religion, mostly because it stops people from thinking in certain directions.

This piece is very well penned, and I very much enjoyed reading it.
Keep up the good work.

YF

[Wulfstan Crumble]

You have the questions, and the underlying sense of rage against Christ and the religion he spawned. Yet, the poem feels underdeveloped. It needs to move beyond just the questions. Christianity has much to answer for and many inconsistencies. But, as it is, the majority of modern Christianity has probably little to do with Christ himself but revolves around the developement of the Catholic church in the first millennium AD. In the end the structure is regular and the questions well put, yet there is a niggling sense of something being missing there.