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Follow the path of the dove

I am floundering in a world that’s diverse
But the diversity is a mess
People hate each other even at their best
No one realises that they are the same
No one sees the similarities
It’s insane
It hurts my brain
I know religions and I study them all well
I follow none, on me; they do not cast their spell
But many are enchanted by their promises and their hopes
But I do not follow them; I see it worse than dope
And many do attack me, for my flimsy and secular ways
They think I don’t believe in god and that he creates
But I do, but I won’t name god and I won’t give him a sex
I do not know if they are male or female and I don’t know if our behaviour they even check
Do they care about our ways, whether we are good or if we’re bad?
Do they think there’s a code to life we must follow to be glad?
I don’t know and neither do you, so why do you follow texts?
Texts that are written by other men to control their nations via pretext
Oh I see the spell that you are under
I see it all too clear
But to tell you all, you won’t have it
At me you will snipe and jeer
Yet you will kill for your god and your ways
Though your texts they tell you don’t
You do so anyway because…?
You know not do you? You don’t!
So tell me why you’re so enchanted, when religion causes war?
When your own texts tell you not to and you do so because the law…
Why do you stand for murder when your beliefs are threatened so?
Why do you argue with your brother because he is different? Lo…
Can’t you see the mess you’re in? Can’t you see the spell?
Can’t you see it’s not just you, but other beliefs as well?
It is better not to label oneself, for the good of all mankind
It is better to live together in peace, be good and happy and kind
Keep away from the toxic faiths that turn you from other men
Turn away from those paths and then…
You will see such happy times, of peace and love and compassion
You will know then what heaven is, if you forget your violent passions
You cannot be a good spirit, if your heart is full of hate
You need to think another way, do not be afraid to cross that gate
I think you will see it is a blessed life, when you turn your hate into love
I think this is what you need to do to follow the path of the dove

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British Landscapes

Willows lining the rivers, poplar lining the fields
A dream of British landscapes
A joy that overfills
Long and winding roads
And undulating fields and hills
Brings peace to mankind
And many summer thrills
When evening comes to settle
See the sunset in the sky
Dreaming of British landscapes
The beauty makes us sigh

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I accept I am forgotten

One cloak to cover the world in night time, one solitary power

That creates all creatures, every plant and every flower

Every wish is his command, every thought and prayer

He loves all his creations, with his heart so full of care

Should we question his existence?

Do we notice his answers?

Can we see around us, the little things that dance in the basking rays of light?

Or are our minds clouded by the cloak of the night?

Some people will say it’s so, to those who don’t believe

But I have felt ignored like a forgotten flowers seed

I don’t know if he exists, his benevolence to me unknown

Sometimes I sit back and think religion I’ve outgrown

I have felt forsaken, by this elusive God

I have never known him; to me he’s just a sod

I feel he’s egotistical gaining praises every day

Sitting smugly on his throne whilst we just fade away

I don’t feel his warmth and love, yet begged for it often

All i needed to reign me in was a little bit of action

A little help here and there to get me away from abuse

But instead I grew to learn that his a god of no use

I’m sorry to offend you, those who do believe

But I have been neglected and that is why I grieve

I cannot show respect for a god who doesn’t care

I can only hate religion because in my life he wasn’t there

So is it my fault if it’s true, that I will go to Hell?

For since I was born I’ve felt from him dispelled.

Oh how preciously you hold him

High in great esteem

Whilst I sit and wait

To wake from this horrid dream

Called life

That ironically rhymes with strife

And that’s my existence too

Filled with violence that’s my review

I cannot surrender to more abuse

So I leave god be

And if he is truly kind

He’ll remember me and see

That when judgment day comes around

I will not go to hell

Because I don’t deserve it

Just release me from his care

And allow me to say farewell

As I become a free spirit

And leave the nightmare

I will wonder the heavens, searching for some love

Hoping to find protection and the peace loving dove

Though I’m not sure where it’ll be

And independence I will want

Away from godly and demonic taunts

Yes, lonely I will be, in the endless universal sea

But I will cope as I’ve always known it

Yes, I will not submit

No longer do I wait

I accept my fate

Truly

Unduly

I

Do

 

 

 

 

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Be the peace on Earth

I am dark and I am light, we are all a mixture of these extremes

We are evil and we are good, is it worth denying this?

No one is perfect, how true is that?

One man’s poison is another man’s fat

We can’t all be the same

Trying to be, will drive us insane

What do you deem good and evil?

Does everyone agree?

I think you’ll find if you asked around only a third would see what you see

Maybe more, maybe less, maybe the same

But as I said before, striving for perfection will drive us insane

Do you agree with gay marriage?  How about the man down the road?

Do you agree there’s a tortuous hell, burning up bad souls?

Do you agree in polygamy or are you monogamously straying?

Do you beat the bad dog that is always baying?

There are many questions I want to ask, there’s so many different answers

Some of us want to be rich or ballerina dancers

As you can see, not all of us

Yet our perceptions we demand on others

Do we have that right to individually smother another into our way of thinking?

I think to do that would involve a lot of stinking!

Live in peace with your fellow man

Follow your own path

But don’t forget to allow him too, in his joys let him bath

No one knows what perfection is, until they’ve allowed all things, to live in harmony being themselves and without your tongues stings

With this poem I had hoped that it would give out a message to all people to allow individuality in others no matter whether you agree with it or not.  No one can understand what is truly good or truly bad, no one can know what perfection is, because we all have our own idea of perfect.

If we don’t like something, or someone, or a situation another person is in, is it really our concern?  If they are happy then leave them alone.  I know so many people who either bully or attack people they disagree with, you want peace on earth?  Be the peace on earth!

 

 

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