Belief

I came up with the premise for this poem while I was in Wal Mart. God only knows why. Not the best thing I ever spit out but I've been short of ideas lately

I've heard the brimstone of the frauds
I've heard them speak of prophets and Gods
I've heard the promise from the pulpit
I've heard the rantings of the despot
I've heard the Minarets that sing
I've seen the carnage blind faith can bring
I've seen them wave their book on high
I've heard them shout believe or die
I've heard them sing call to prayer
I've heard the bullets cut through the air
I've heard them promise heaven eternal
I've seen their bodies ripped by shrapnel
I've heard the Chaplin speak of Jesus
I've heard him say that God is with us
I've heard him speak of a prince of peace
I've heard him try to assuage our grief
I've seen hate destroy the holy land
I've seen revenge get out of hand
I yearn for peace to be in my heart
I wouldn't know where to start
With knowing everything I've seen
I don't believe in anything

Reviews

[Sarah Khalil]

Simple, clean, introspective, and effective. The repetition is used wonderfully, and the "yearn" tugs at you in the midst of all the seeing and hearing. The last line is unimposing but powerful - after all of that, a veritable barrage of things, "I don't believe in anything" is perfect. Great, subtle balance with your verbs - the seeing v the hearing, the objective seeing/hearing v the yearning, knowing v believing. I think it's a wonderful piece :)

[Baby Ricochet]

thank you Sarah

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Nice writing.. Keep it up. Do u read mine 2 WHY and WHO IS A POET,

Regards,
Lucky

[Baby Ricochet]

Thanks lucky

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Welcome

[Brandon S. Whitten]

It is difficult, but possible. Good read and write.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Brandon

[TL Boehm]

I don't believe in anything. A riveting yet so simply presented line - I often doubt but I believe I have been hard wired to believe because I keep coming back to it. A well crafted hard hitting poem

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you TL

[Rob Santana]

Strong piece of work. Every stanza makes me think hard. Really good poem.

[Baby Ricochet]

thank you creeper

[Mr Dunne Poetry]

Wow. Speechless. This piece has left me with lots to think about. To see through your eyes, is a blessing in itself. Thanks for sharing bro :)

[Baby Ricochet]

Your welcome Mr Dunne

[Em]

This is wonderfully written. It makes me want to read more of your work.
I absolutely love this.
Great piece.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Em

[Bitter Overdose]

If you say this is not your best, I find it hard to fathom how much better it can get. So from reading this, I am intrigued to read more from you. For some reason, also unfathomable to me, war and religious poetry speaks to me. But this piece, this SINGS to me. Well done,

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you

[Clayton Bardwell]

I read this again just now. I must disagree with you that this is not the best you've done. Perhaps not the best but very good indeed. WWI spawned many great poets according to my sources. This war has born you. I've watched you evolve and get better and better.

Should you ever put your war borne poems in a collection I would like to take this opportunity to pre-order.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you. I'm flattered

[lee von cleef]

Well... don't look back,
Stand breath ....don't look back,
Crawl... kiss the earth,
Don't look back,,,,say goodbye,
I can't lie....but I can believe,
in me and my brother,

Easy for a guy with three sisters.

You strip the feathers off the arrow with this , I Type a tribute, cold January rain,
Sheets of rain,gore tex seems leaking,hope the kindling is dry,down to so few matches,just a gut full of try.Faith in the terrain, Rock and steep hills remain true.
love the minds ability to make even today feel,To feel, even the numb of finger tips.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you