Self-Bound Slave Poem by Joyce Rugg

Self-Bound Slave

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They claim their halos
But deny the horns below
Adorned with bats' dark wings
Yet claiming the right of seraphim

They serve 'in His name'
But only in convenience
But even this pales,  
Next to the fatal flaw

They hide from the truth:
Their master is a construct,
Merely a theological idol,
Rust-ridden and fragile

They know not their beast;
He's merely a rodent,
empty, noble phrases
Are all that make him king

They tout His forgiveness,
But he'll make them beg,
They cower like dogs,
Bowing to their own imaginations

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
These are my views on Christianity. Im not trying to be judgmental or condescending in any way. (some of my best friends are christians.)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Christopher Cariad 28 June 2012

I'm a christian and I must say I agree, the faith must do as the faith says or the devil wins in the end.

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Briana Knight 28 June 2012

I understand clearly.....takes me back farther than I intended to go but all the same an amazing write. Very clear.

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Liz Amos 23 June 2012

Interesting way to view the faith, and some of it I can't help but agree with, although I am a Christian. I liked the poem though.

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