The Burning Question

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The Burning Question

 

The Devils horns show above my hedge

Drive me nearer to its edge

His eyes I just catch a glimpse

Hidden he stays the other side

Beyond the garden where I reside

 

I bid him welcome, be not afraid

Come ye hither do not hide

There is a burning question within my mind

To this wisdom I am blind

 

Did our Father cast you out?

Pray please tell and end my doubt

For if these tales of old are true

What in heaven’s name did you do?

 

You! Yes You!

I know you’re there

With your eyes so red

Filled with disappear

 

With pointy teeth and pointy tail

With your inverted pentagram

Sit, and rest a while  

 

Come join me and we’ll drink tea

And chat a while

Come, talk with me

 

Be not afraid nor hesitate

Step inside Eden’s gate

Bring your trident, lend a hand

I’ve seeds to till in this barren land

 

My words like seeds broadcast

My faith’s so strong, will forever last

Cast your doubt to the breeze

And with us all, knell on one knee

 

In solidarity now we pray

To unite all colours come what may

For your days are numbered as you know

Beelzebub “Let it go”

 

Through plagues, wars and famine

Locusts, sin…  Mankind endures

You’ll never win!

 

Our Father will be mighty pissed

And smite you if you don’t desist

 

For as God is my witness

I’ll not ask again

For we are NOT Angels

We are men. Yes, and women too

 

Who if scorned once more

Will banish you

Forever from Heavens door

 

... My Question?

 

With all your fire and brimstone burning

What is it that you’re still not learning?

 

Po

 

Jesus when will we learn?

◄ Washed up on the shore of heartbreak

Who is Po? Part i ►

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poemagraphic

Tue 23rd Jun 2020 18:40

Hello Jon my old friend.

When you arrive my heart lifts.

Thank you for your like.
Po

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poemagraphic

Fri 19th Jun 2020 00:10

Leon my old compadre
Thanks for you like.

Po

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poemagraphic

Fri 19th Jun 2020 00:08

Hi P

I am reaching the point where truths need telling
from the rooftops we should be yelling.
In future weeks as time moves on
exposing things that are so wrong

The media linchpins on huge pay
telling us what their told to say
BLM, Rights and wrongs
In expensive suits and cars they swan

Sprouting lies untruths propaganda
Its time to take a proper gander
The Devil's own cunning stunt
He really is a lying

You know the Cockney rhyme P

May the moguls live in interesting times.
Po

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Philipos

Thu 18th Jun 2020 22:27

Eeeh Po - a variation from your norm - enjoyed. P

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poemagraphic

Thu 18th Jun 2020 17:44

Mocosy, thank you for peeking over the hedge.
Po

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poemagraphic

Thu 18th Jun 2020 15:33

Thank you for dropping in Jen and hitting the like.
Po

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poemagraphic

Thu 18th Jun 2020 15:29

Dr. Kishore and Shifa, thank you both for reading and leaving a sign of your appreciation.

It could be seen as flippant, sacrilege, blasphemy even by some.

Truly, of which none are intended.

Po


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poemagraphic

Thu 18th Jun 2020 15:12

Somewhere betwixt him and the deep blue sea M.C.

Thank you for your most welcomed comment.
Po

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Shifa Maqba

Thu 18th Jun 2020 15:12

Hella dark, magical and thought provoking! Enjoyed reading this :D

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poemagraphic

Thu 18th Jun 2020 15:10

M.g Thank you for your comment and blessing.

I adore your phrase sizzling darkish write... Perfect addition to the title.

Baraka Allahu fika
Po

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Dr. Kishore R. Nikam

Thu 18th Jun 2020 15:08

Nice question, superb!

Dr. Kishore

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M.C. Newberry

Thu 18th Jun 2020 15:07

Ha...better the devil you know. An entertaining "run" through the
constant battle between mankind and its dark side - invested in the
form of the devil from down below - or somewhere!

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Bluesky.girl

Thu 18th Jun 2020 14:42

Such a nice sizzling darkish write.....you are an expert of dark, black world....so much you know, so much you have explored....kamaal hai😂

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poemagraphic

Thu 18th Jun 2020 12:43

👿🤘✌

This poem was inspired by my comment to 'MortimerBlooming' on my previous poem...

" Washed up on the shore of heartbreak"

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