Zealot, I hear your heart is lost to them
Death resides in your hateful opinions
With toxic blame and killing floor speeches
Switchblade slick words that flick swift to murder
Snick back so smoothly into bigotry
Bloodlust shines brightly in my young son's eyes
As you lay tombstones of segregation
You grow audiences of snarling wolves
While you erect your church upon our graves
Simone, if you posted these poems anonymously I would know in a heartbeat who wrote them. You have such an individual, striking, stunning style. The impact of this piece is propelled by such phrases as - -] killing floor speeches / Switchblade slick words that flick swift to murder / Snick back so smoothly into bigotry. This is the stuff of great artistry in poets blessed with talent, imagination, a hard work ethic, and soul. 10+++++++
And they are aplenty in this world, reason no longer hold sway and their conscience hidden away, their oratory skill holds the crowd in awe while their venom intoxicates all Wow! this is a powerful write and the message hit me hard. Your eloquence made it a compelling read. Thanks Simone.
Greed is corruption as corruption is greed. There is grey area concrete in its structure. But, as is always the way of hope, the grass grows through any tiny crack or cranny and will not be stopped. Unstoppable Is Gods Will and love will win through ALWAYS. Stand and see his grace. Amazing inspiring write Simone.
The Zealots of power profess great things from the pulpit, but act out without any humanity! There is hatred and bigotry in them and this can lead to war, rebellion and bloodshed making even the moon turn red! A very powerful write, Simone!
This poem is really very lovely poem revisiting this values more to paint the imagery of this poem in mind.
A powerful strong and poetically hard hitting poem against bigotry and racism which all must and should hate. I like your vocab and admirable phrasings. Kudos. Pleez do write your thoughts under my newest poem too, titled, dark skinned vs fair skin, I would love to hear your views
(continued) ... i think you have no sons, so that wouldn't make sense. not that poets always write accounts about their own lives! favorite lines [especially due to fine alliterations]: Switchblade slick words that flick swift to murder Snick back so smoothly into bigotry to MyPoemList bri :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The power in this poem is extraordinary The church held up to critical view whilst neither gainsaying or agree with is religiosity. Dark and yet there also is a flicker of light A very atmospheric poem the punchy last line While you erect your church upon our graves drives the final nail into organise religion A great write best I have read in a long time 10 ++