the devil loves to deceive .. its the core of a fallen angel's vain imaginings ... reading your poem moves me jacob ... the addicts life not well understood, even by the best intentions, by anyone but another addict .. i think it is a nightmare ...an illness whose cost can not be measured .. and they are from all walks of life ... no "section" of society is immune :(((((((((((( and if empathy, finished with the praying, turns to a bit of anger ... i am reminded of:
https://youtu.be/3XqyGoE2Q4Y
you remember that one eh!? a moving write sir ...love and peace on ya
E.
Posted 5 Years Ago
5 Years Ago
oh my yes, "god damn the pusher man"
yep....thank you for your kind and insightful review, E... read moreoh my yes, "god damn the pusher man"
yep....thank you for your kind and insightful review, E.
j.
This is a grim one. As I recall, Belial was one of the rebel angels in Milton's "Paradise Lost." In this case, the rebel is a female heroin addict who long ago stopped believing in anything but her drug of choice. This time, however, she has overdone it and is losing consciousness. Panicked, she longs for the God of her youth. We are not told how it turns out, but must be satisfied with a good cautionary tale. Well done.
' .. as she slips into semi-consciousness .. she remembers a certain statue .. in a church of familiarity.... but then the image - dilutes against her will.... '
Seems incredible that someone can melt a reader's emotions about that dark devil and such an evil addiction. However, j., you've an extraordinary skill - and insight, so, can create refined phrases about virtually anything, whether beautiful or the ugliest area of a bloodstained iceberg.
Although I don't review each poem you post, each one is gripping in some way. Here, each line leads into the next and makes me want to read till the end. Sadly, there are many poems here I've read on the site that are only as good as the first couple of lines if even that. It's then I lose my interest.
This poem is a moving testament to the needle and the damage done. ("every junkie's like a setting sun.") Who knows what goes through the mind of someone in that state. I saw a man on youtube high as a kite jump off a building thinking he could fly.
Your reference to religion makes this poem all the more moving.
Interesting use of wordplay and dramatic phrasing. Belial even rebelled against Satan because he saw him as gone soft. His blood certainly flows ominously through the veins of his weakened victims - a tragic poison and uncomfortable dimension of today's sad society ... great write Jacob...:-)
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..