I am
Sitting
Here alone
Ruminating on
Wasted chances
Halfsteps, doubts
Backward glances
Apparitions pounce
Delusions on what if
Causality pondering
Premonitions scatter
Breaking asunder our
Beliefs, on faith and
Misplaced loyalty
Punishment by
Death, due to
Differences
Religion
Burns
Out
A beautiful thought provoking poem. Well executed and crafted write.10
Religion is a hornets' nest. Poke it and a whole horde sets upon you, bent on inflicting punishment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem was sparked by a discussion on polyamory and God as religion has to do with such relationships - mono or poly. Somehow the definition of who god is has something to do with what he allows or forbids, the forbidden in turn having something to do with punishment. As I sit on the beach alone, confronting my own thoughts, the weight of the years overwhelms me, thus this lament of a poem.