Divina Boulangé


Without The Other - Poem by Divina Boulangé

The dazzling brightness of the morning sun;
The frightening darkness of gloomy midnight.

The inviting warmth of a cackling bonfire;
The bitter cold winds blowing blizzardlike snow.

A happy, peaceful village of God-fearing men;
A war-torn country filled with broken dreams.

At first glance, they're quite different from each other.
But you see, each one is just the absence of the other.

Take away the morning light
and you're left with black night.

Remove heat and the fire
and you're left with winter.

Forget about morals
and you're left with evil.

To blame the sun for not lighting the night
would be foolishness indeed.
And to expect to have heat without a fire
would get you no where, I'm afraid.
So to claim that God causes wars and evil
is the most foolish idea of all.


Comments about Without The Other by Divina Boulangé

  • (6/10/2006 10:12:00 PM)


    YES YES YES.....thank you so much for stating this so cleverly in this poem!
    i get so tired of hearing people blame God for all the evil things in this world when it is merely humans nature..our fault...the absense of God.
    once again, a powerful poem.
    _10_
    love starr
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 25, 2006



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