On the head of a needleA Poem by Robert Francis CallaciA fantasy of apocalyptic dimensionsIf there were no heaven Where would God dwell? If there was no Hell Where would be Lucifer’s cell? If there was no love Where would all that hate go? If evil did not exist Would not the righteous be pissed? Wonder and thunder Abel and Cain Fruit trees and cattle Sweat, blood and battle Adam and Eve A seed that’s diseased Unfaithful and ungrateful Gods’ devil is pleased Dark clouds and white lightening Do angels have wings? Salvation over damnation Duality sings Old Solomon loved Free will demands choices Love requires sacrifice By Joshua’s Will the Sun stood Still Jericho fell God’s soldiers did kill The trumpet roared And the vanquished were slain where they stood Desert fire Ecclesiastical mire Retribution requires dire solutions Administered by religious institutions The old covenant is broken The new just a token Empty platitudes and hollow attitudes The soul is just a commodity Holy! Holy! Holy! Thus spoke the Lord: The day of reckoning has come and gone
© 2009 Robert Francis CallaciAuthor's Note
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Added on January 27, 2009AuthorRobert Francis CallaciPort Richey, FLAboutMy passion is writing- I've been writing a mythological tale on the many facets and faces of GOD- I've been a net poet for the past seventeen years- I'm a former admin at lit .org and active one (Patr.. more..Writing
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