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[aid] => mick
[title] => God Strangles Hope
[time] => 2004-10-04 01:57:09
[hometext] => Hmm. What to say about this. I think the words speak for themselves, but I wrote this in a very bad mood, when it seemed that no matter what I did, somehow my attempts seemed undermined by something, something that I had no control over.
[bodytext] => So close to accomplishing my goal The goal that would free us from ourselves The goal that would end our horrific reign of terror I have overcome much adversity And I have overcome many obstacles But I am constantly tormented by an unseen adversary Each time I fail, I irrationally believe it to be the last And just when victory is in my sights Something inexplicable and improbable halts my progress Something out there does not want me to succeed On the verge of cutting God’s Puppet strings On the verge of Destroying the very thing that God Uses to indulge his sadistic aspirations My efforts are always undermined, leaving me with no way to make things right I was foolish to hope, to dream of something more, something better for us Because deep down inside, always at the back of my mind I knew I could never succeed Because the success of my dream would conflict with the conspiracy of evil The evil that God has planned for us And God would never let me get in the way of that God, that malicious coward Who will not show his face Who sits back and manipulates our weaknesses Who lashes out at those who defy him At those who are better than him He enjoys watching us suffer He benefits from our screams of pain and sorrow While everyone else is delusional Unaware of God’s secret spite for us Unaware of his secret cruel intentions They adore him They worship him They kill for him But I have seen him for what he really is And I have seen ourselves for what we really are I have come so close and so far But God strangles the hope from me And I am only human Helpless to fight against a pathetic God in a position of power Who lashes out at me, unseen, from a place I can never reach I know what must be done But as close as I have come I can go no further So I will sit here waiting Waiting for the final day Waiting to die God’s sick cycle of torture and misery Free to continue And it will never end It will continue on forever And I, like the rest of us Can do nothing But for people unlike me, their consciences are not troubled, because they have no idea Blissfully unaware, they live out their meaningless lives of sin and selfishness Consumed with greed And treating all those that stand in their way with nothing but unbridled cruelty And even if they did realize the truth, they would choose to ignore it For they cannot see past here and now, they cannot see past today They only believe in what they can hold in their hands They only believe in what they can touch And they always want MORE And always at someone else’s expense They would hide from the truth, wallowing in their corruption The corruption of mind that shelters them from responsibility The shelter that brings indulgence in meaningless sensations And they would gladly forfeit their integrity in exchange But for me, life is a living hell Always the victim For I am a beacon of light That attracts hate and jealousy From mankind and God The creation and the Creator Both weak and callous They both hate me because I am not like them Because I am better than they are Because I am aware of the truth and yet I do not falter And I refuse to accept God’s evil agenda I have no need for anything All I have and all I want is my honor And I will fight to the death to keep it I will NOT give in to my sick human desires I will NOT succumb to my repulsive human nature That nature programmed and installed into us By our sick God And I’m sure, that because of this because of my defiance of God’s horrible will That even in death, as it was in life For me Hell awaits……………….. I may fail And God may win And I may go to hell But I will still have my honor The honor that the world And the honor that God never had [comments] => 2 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 6 [informant] => Onslaught [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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