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Array ( [sid] => 127326 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Martyr [time] => 2006-10-24 06:16:25 [hometext] => Took me a while to write this one... [bodytext] => Life’s path leads through a perilous and many-pitted way
Into danger’s dark despair and revolution’s fated day
It seems I ever altercate in some elusive war
Each battle seeming, in my dreaming, crueller than before

I fought for many days and nights for my eternal grace
Hoping, trusting that my faith would earn a better place
But in my youthful fervour and misguided ecstasy
I took a blow, too proud to know of choice, wilful and free

Pierced beyond, indeed into, my faith of stone and fire
My trust, begot by ash and dust, wounded by desire
I had cried the tears of hatred; lest, before I had perceived
‘Twas not the loss of life or limb over which I grieved

********

Say a prayer for those who need it, but pray not on my fears
Your selfish pity, earned through the supposed suffering of years
Although close kin the sacred word indeed is to the act
Only stranger in intention you've become through broken pact

This simulated sainthood with which you strike me down
Stalks like a poison dagger seated by a broken crown
Take flight! I shall not be food for shameless, rambling history
Your wanton weapon of wicked will shall bear no fearsome mystery

For your past delusion you cannot be blamed or forgiven
But towards perfection in your graven image I was driven
What then is your reason for this misguided revelation?
To destroy me at a whim for your destructive re-creation

********

Through hapless habit you acted as though you employed me
But through your loving lies of reason you almost destroyed me
So like a lamb to the slaughter I return to the source
The gravity of the past drags me with perpetual force

So my choice of fortunes is as clear as water and blood;
Surrender to ominous history and float on the tedious flood,
Or trust the chance of passionate youth and hope to be free
No blame towards this stranger, no victim will I be

Between my wounds and my choice, I sojourn in hopeful peace
Contented in the knowledge that my struggles will not cease
But I am evermore aware of the shadow of my father
For I will not be helpless prey to a calculating martyr [comments] => 2 [counter] => 216 [topic] => 43 [informant] => trixxx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
Martyr

Contributed by trixxx on Tuesday, 24th October 2006 @ 06:16:25 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Life’s path leads through a perilous and many-pitted way
Into danger’s dark despair and revolution’s fated day
It seems I ever altercate in some elusive war
Each battle seeming, in my dreaming, crueller than before

I fought for many days and nights for my eternal grace
Hoping, trusting that my faith would earn a better place
But in my youthful fervour and misguided ecstasy
I took a blow, too proud to know of choice, wilful and free

Pierced beyond, indeed into, my faith of stone and fire
My trust, begot by ash and dust, wounded by desire
I had cried the tears of hatred; lest, before I had perceived
‘Twas not the loss of life or limb over which I grieved

********

Say a prayer for those who need it, but pray not on my fears
Your selfish pity, earned through the supposed suffering of years
Although close kin the sacred word indeed is to the act
Only stranger in intention you've become through broken pact

This simulated sainthood with which you strike me down
Stalks like a poison dagger seated by a broken crown
Take flight! I shall not be food for shameless, rambling history
Your wanton weapon of wicked will shall bear no fearsome mystery

For your past delusion you cannot be blamed or forgiven
But towards perfection in your graven image I was driven
What then is your reason for this misguided revelation?
To destroy me at a whim for your destructive re-creation

********

Through hapless habit you acted as though you employed me
But through your loving lies of reason you almost destroyed me
So like a lamb to the slaughter I return to the source
The gravity of the past drags me with perpetual force

So my choice of fortunes is as clear as water and blood;
Surrender to ominous history and float on the tedious flood,
Or trust the chance of passionate youth and hope to be free
No blame towards this stranger, no victim will I be

Between my wounds and my choice, I sojourn in hopeful peace
Contented in the knowledge that my struggles will not cease
But I am evermore aware of the shadow of my father
For I will not be helpless prey to a calculating martyr




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Re: Martyr (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 24th October 2006 @ 09:43:22 AM AEST
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I believe this is quite brilliant. Makes me wonder what built up emotion led to this organized outpour. Well done!


Re: Martyr (User Rating: 1 )
by pooper on Tuesday, 24th October 2006 @ 11:43:20 AM AEST
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"Took me a while to write this one..."
Time well spent, I enjoyed it.




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