First posted on http://www.fleetingmuse.wordpress.com on May 15,2018
Rose is a rose
By any other name
Creator, not sanctioned by
One’s own faith
Why is not the same
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First posted on http://www.fleetingmuse.wordpress.com on May 15,2018
Rose is a rose
By any other name
Creator, not sanctioned by
One’s own faith
Why is not the same
When He came down from the heavens above,
We welcomed Him, arms wide open with love.
We showered our God with adoration
And eagerly sought His revelation.
Prostrated before His magnificence
In an attempted rite of recompense
Under the golden throne of creation,
We prayed for everlasting salvation,
Picture source: Sock Monkey
Quadrille poetry form = 44 words & red bird. Thank you monkey.
Sins that stain a royal perch
are preened like smooth, red
berries –
Fallen Angel, cry you not:
Fate is fickle, Sin is not.
Devil-talk with honeyed words,
Homo-sapiens often turned
No thought to reason,
Instinct over-ridden
For dream realisation –
Creation of your vision.
All for just one tiny lie
To society, yourself, and try
To say, it’s not so bad,
The fuss’ll die, I’m just a fad
There’ll be many more after me –
I’m not the only one who ate the apple from the tree.