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Array ( [sid] => 26084 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Immolation - Sati [time] => 2003-10-30 12:45:25 [hometext] => This horrible practice is still in vogue in some parts of rural India [bodytext] =>

From Zion roared a voice like mighty thunder;
Hills trembled and all nature stood in wonder;
An utterance resounded, -piercing spheres,-
Invading, penetrating wax-clogged ears:

"I spurn religion bidding immolation!
The practice of "Suttee's" abomination;-
I loath the laws or options that require
A widow burn alive upon a pyre!

With her last strength the unhappy widow leaps,
onto the pyre flames a-blazing high
For dowry's sake, and all of heaven weeps
While billowing smoke clouds suffocate her cry.

Woe to such laws or choices, -woe to kin
That for a dowry's gain commit this sin!-
And fail to comfort widows in their grief
But fan the flames with "useless burden's" sheaf.

This evil practice -- - thus the thunder rolled--
Is from the fiend, - man's enemy of old!.
Let husbands, - caringly,- make out a "Will"
To shield the wife from misery, greed and ill!.

Religeous exercise in many a tongue-
Is but the clang of rusty bell or gong,
Harsh grating on the ear the din thereof
Unless the sounds be rounded out by Love."



[comments] => 3 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 6 [informant] => Elizabeth_Dandy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
Immolation - Sati

Contributed by Elizabeth_Dandy on Thursday, 30th October 2003 @ 12:45:25 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry





From Zion roared a voice like mighty thunder;
Hills trembled and all nature stood in wonder;
An utterance resounded, -piercing spheres,-
Invading, penetrating wax-clogged ears:

"I spurn religion bidding immolation!
The practice of "Suttee's" abomination;-
I loath the laws or options that require
A widow burn alive upon a pyre!

With her last strength the unhappy widow leaps,
onto the pyre flames a-blazing high
For dowry's sake, and all of heaven weeps
While billowing smoke clouds suffocate her cry.

Woe to such laws or choices, -woe to kin
That for a dowry's gain commit this sin!-
And fail to comfort widows in their grief
But fan the flames with "useless burden's" sheaf.

This evil practice -- - thus the thunder rolled--
Is from the fiend, - man's enemy of old!.
Let husbands, - caringly,- make out a "Will"
To shield the wife from misery, greed and ill!.

Religeous exercise in many a tongue-
Is but the clang of rusty bell or gong,
Harsh grating on the ear the din thereof
Unless the sounds be rounded out by Love."







Copyright © Elizabeth_Dandy ... [ 2003-10-30 12:45:25]
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Re: Immolation - Sati (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Thursday, 30th October 2003 @ 01:09:25 PM AEST
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the vocabulary in this piece is awesome....well put together..........and telling a great story about atrocities.......


Re: Immolation - Sati (User Rating: 1 )
by Merry on Thursday, 30th October 2003 @ 01:37:38 PM AEST
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well written and interesting topic - there is no accounting for such atrocities in this day and age when we should be more enlightened and see all life as precious.

merry


Re: Immolation - Sati (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Friday, 31st October 2003 @ 03:37:12 AM AEST
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Dear ED.
Good Lord I had no idea this was still going on!
How atrocious, I can't imagine what those people must be thinking to put a widow gone!
I certainly hope your write will bring some attention to someone...just anyone....from here,
Please stop this admonination, a widow is so dear!
Splendid Poem, ED how we enjoy your culture, and fine works!
Lovingly
ConSue




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