RESCUING THE SAINTS

Spiritual

I've seen the twilight of the water sun
a civilization with its socialism undone,
a vision of the ravenous tree,
false love for humanity,
embracing genocide, 
passionately,

I dreamt on a cloud,
from the one that spoke loud,
each day, paying the toll
imprinted on a shroud,

with hands held high,
fortified in one common cry,
chains remember change,
insignificant names,
freedom trapped in 
diamond and ruby flames,

the picture paints, taints,
is it me rescuing the saints?
blinded and alone, 
like a medicine man lost
in a blizzard of white snow.

Reviews

[Vandal429]

I like the way you start this piece with references to the unrest or unsettling feeling saints or religion as a whole can cause. The need to defend our beliefs has been the cause of many horrible acts...and how we sometimes call upon those we are defending, to save or empower us. (Hopefully I did not misread this, or read too much into it) you do a great job showing the symbiotic relationship between us and our Saints. Do they save us, or do we save and empower them by believing...

[Kenneth The Poet]

Nice piece, the saints are murdered while the parasitic institution remains. No wonder we killed Jesus.

[Ruth]

And when all is said and done, religion and faith are all the same! Another fear mongering form of control!
xx

[Rene Velez]

yes religions and society Vandal, deities and how they play a role in our intangible faiths.