The Sadness of a Secular WorldA Poem by Nolo SegundoWe so-called 'moderns' believe we are so advanced, yet look at the great unhappiness all about us: with myriad numbers of drug OD's, murders, suicides, alcoholics, divorces, mental illness, etc.
There was a Time when men built
God great houses pf stone and glass, with Gothic towers, reaching, ever reaching to scratch Heaven's belly. In those great halls beneath the bold flying buttresses, people felt tiny... yet when they cast their eyes upward, they would think-- This is where He must be! And sometimes, just sometimes, some of them might feel a twinge or even a slight, ever so slight a shaking: a divine wisp. Now we build huge malls packed with myriad shops offering endless promises-- all lies! We hack humanity down to its lowest common denominator while mocking those who seek to awaken their souls, to awaken to their long-sensed immortality. Today we can kill in the millions, tomorrow, in the billions-- and all that creation has brought us to over such a long, long time is for nought. Will God one day grow tired and finally say, 'Enough!'.... © 2017 Nolo Segundo |
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Added on May 8, 2017 Last Updated on May 8, 2017 AuthorNolo SegundoPhiladelphia, PAAboutFrom adolescence until I was 24, I was an agnostic. Then I almost drowned, and had what has come to be called a near death experience. So for the past 45 years I've known that the problem with life i.. more..Writing
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