For our world’s sake

So you scratch at the windowpanes

you mumble your curses with brows drawn in deep greases

you hail your saints with a big salute

Your lungs are strong but your eyes just mute

Blackpowder and shells in the place of where your soul would be

Did you feel remorse when you traded them in?

Did you question at all the principle of what is ‘sin’?

Did you stop and wonder where the sense is in this

In killing in the name of one who might not even exist?

If he did, do you think he’d approve

do you seriously believe that this is the direction in which we as a world should actually move?

Turn this whole confusing mess of uncertainties into a race to the grave for mere negligibilities?

For what days you choose to hail your spiritual leaders – figureheads – idols or saints

For the colour of your skin for what you wear and how you sin for the country of your mother’s hearth and skim

the borders of your forefather’s interim?

Shooting into the air and barking like mad – biting and scratching at your neighbour’s neck

I feel pity for you yet I can never understand what it is that brought you to believe that this is what they meant

when they created a safety net for your concept of a soul – some guidance and hand to hold tightly onto

You stand on what they say is sacred ground – you idolise your idols eyes and never even once open yours to see through the brainwash the cunning that went into creating this scheme that you follow you fool

I don’t condemn you – I am heart broken – I see your blood soaking sleeves – i hear the bullets like missed ails cutting through cloth and stone through mind and bone – You scream freedom and all i hear is death – You shout your saviours’ name while we stand tall with tears in our eyes and strong beating hearts.

We count our losses and tighten our fists

We’re ready to protect this world from what you can’t seem to resist

you will never stop us, Charlie told me so

No matter the colour of our skin the country or culture or system we were born in
The language that matters speaks of love and acceptance of freedom and understanding of hands holding each other of eyes looking and seeing and lungs breathing and hearts beating a beat like a drum that calls us to stand up and speak up and never back down and never to abandon our right to speak up and stand tall

I can’t even look at you – for dragging a concept born out of hope and love down into the drains of our world the sewage and mud the holy mess of yellowing human bones and blood and broken spirits and hearts and tears and pain and suffering

In the name of whatever you believe in, explain.

I still don’t understand.

What does this have to do with a book?

For OUR world’s sake will you finally open your eyes and take a good, long look over the paper thin walls of your shoebox-regime.


3 thoughts on “For our world’s sake

  1. Ever see that bumper sticker “God, save me from your followers?” Sadly sometimes true. Your words here: “of love and acceptance of freedom and understanding of hands holding each other of eyes looking and seeing and lungs breathing and hearts beating a beat like a drum” are what Jesus actually preached about. Not all the things you are blaming his followers for. Oftentimes, aggressors just use religion as a cover for their violence. True spiritual beings unite for peace, in my humble opinion. Here’s my response to the prompt, in an slightly different spirit from yours:

    1. Thank you very much for your response, melanie. I appreciate your opinion and respect your point of view 🙂 however, if you would allow me to clarify. I dont blame/judge anybody based on their beliefs. I find great value in the difference in people’s backgrounds, beliefs and opinions as well as their religions and/or lack thereof. I am ever more fascinated by learning more and coming to understand what people are about. Just that much as a quick side note 🙂 thank you so much for your feedback – i think being sensitive to not offending others is very important and i appreciate your comment for bringing that to my attention. Best, linda catherine

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