Ike Bismarck Oji

Jerusalem - Poem by Ike Bismarck Oji

The city of peace.
Yet, never in one piece.
The city of kings.
There today no one reigns.

The city on a hill
that ran by God's will.
The city of His holiness
now overtaken by bloodiness.

The city of Zion.
Host to the religions.
Here, religion seems the opium
as fratricide thrives in delirium.

The city of contentions.
To the sky run emotions
as Yahweh and Allah watch
as their disciples passions match.

The city of Great History
with a yet to finish Story.
In Ancient times, Davidic, Poetic.
In modern times, Armageddonic, Prophetic.

The city of convoluted divides.
The Crescent with the Star collides,
the Cross observes with a frown
as power remains the contentious crown.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 17, 2012

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