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Mephistolean Shrieks

Contributed by Elizabeth_Dandy on Wednesday, 19th July 2006 @ 07:15:22 AM in AEST
Topic: war






Mephistolean high-pitched shrieks resound
Across the flowery plane of Esdrealon,
Befoul the morning air and then rebound
From Gaza's strip up to the Lebanon.

The Prince of Chaos targets the pure well,
The only well spring in the wilderness,
The Land of God, - God’s most own Israel,
Against which fiendish powers push and press.

Brave Kibbutz workers labored hard and groomed
And irrigated arid barren land,
Worked day and night until it thrived and bloomed,
And made to sordid mud huts soon an end.



Restraint now so the Israelis are
That bore for years with varmints patiently,
How risky to retreat and to concede
To find a home and dwelling in the sea!.

For generosity will be abused,
As is the case so very frequently,
T'is rather grim to wake up hurt and bruised,
Robbed of your land and pushed into the sea.

As puppets of the father of all lies
That pays for bombers homicides' increase,
Their mission and their goal - destabilize,
And bring civilizations to their knees.

Weep, mourn, - the sons of Ishmael betrayed
Their sacred mission and proud legacy,
And did prefer to desecrate and hate,
Led by the minions of infamy.



Great Sufi masters turn round in their grave,
And Jalaluddin’s* Muse does rend her garb,
Shell shocked to see her people crawl and cave
Beneath the shrieks of the infernal harp.



And silent was the world when ovens wide
Where masterminded and the hellish flame,
exuding miasmic stench of cyanide,
Marked humankind with everlasting shame.



Lo! Holocaust deniers turn the spit,
In ignorance malicious of the past,
Despotic Mullahs sport denying it.
But jubilate at deadly rockets' blast.

Now in a standstill is diplomacy,
And resolutions are so weak and frail,
Or watered down by covert treachery
Enabling foes to yet again assail.

It is a war unjustly forced upon
Long suffering and so patient Israel
By forces wanting world dominion,
And doom the world with odors foul from hell.

Is the hid Imam Ahmadinejad?
In Revelation darkly prophesied,
A fiend Uranium-steel-and iron clad,
Assigned to do with Christ the final fight?

Lo! Agencies that recommend restraint
Are fops or pinheads, as the case may be,
One thing is sure, they lend no helping hand,
But watch from lofty arm chairs World War Three.

Time for restraint, it has passed long ago,
Too many years of suffering went by.
And time for foes to shell the land and throw
Bomb rockets that with long-range missiles vie..

T’is World War III, when the abyss spawns forth
It’s vermin and a sea change may take place,
Awake, dear peers, and show your mettle’s worth,
And fight abyss’s power with God’s grace.




*Jalaluddin Rumi,

Greatest of Persian(Iranian) Sufi Masters, Mystics, Poets and Saints.

© Elizabeth Dandy









Copyright © Elizabeth_Dandy ... [ 2006-07-19 07:15:22]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Mephistolean Shrieks (User Rating: 1 )
by RLWildPassions on Wednesday, 19th July 2006 @ 10:20:19 PM AEST
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Thank you .. wonderful ... and one day.. those who want rest, be in Him, and Him in thee, the chase is on... lo and behold... a trophy does one no good, a good race...toward good is a promising wake.



Re: Mephistolean Shrieks (User Rating: 1 )
by Leslie on Wednesday, 19th July 2006 @ 10:24:46 PM AEST
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Your last two poems have really made me think. I cannot identify with Islam, particularly the views of extremist Islam. However, I also think of the dying and displaced in the Middle East and elsewhere and feel compassion and empathy for their situation. Yet I also feel strongly for the rights of Israel and their long suffering struggles in our violent world. I only wish both sides could agree to disagree and cease the violence. Somewhere there is a fair compromise. Reasonable people must come forward and help stop this mayhem. So, your last two poems made me think about what I believe. And that is good.


Re: Mephistolean Shrieks (User Rating: 1 )
by Lionel on Friday, 4th August 2006 @ 10:54:20 PM AEST
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Very good. You're right that terrorists interprit any offer of peace, or any other concession as a sign of weakness. The only thing they respect is resoluteness and power. I don't quite understand the seventh line of the poem. ( see Gal. ch. 3 ), but, that's alright. It's a great poem. I enjoyed it immensely. God bless


Re: Mephistolean Shrieks (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Sunday, 8th August 2010 @ 08:42:17 PM AEST
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Thank you so much ED for giving me the link to the marvelous poem. I look at the date, and realized that is the time when I was so ill with diabetes. I didn't write for many years, but certainly enjoyed reading this marvelously written poem.
You should classify yourself as a "Historian Poetress!"
A poem for the ages, always timely, and accurate indeed!
Warm love, and thank you so much for sharing this with me!
consue




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