In Nomine Patris

In Nomine Patris

A Poem by Doodley
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In the Name of the Father.

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So cold comes the night to smite the last of day,
Oh! Suffer the little children whereupon their beds they lay;
Entombed and huddled silent under cloth mounds of last defense,
Hands clasped together in hopeful prayer while fearful heart repents.

Grim darkness petrifies their mental boundaries at the seams,
And the demons born from Beelzebub torment their sleeping dreams;
But for them there is no greater fear than the realism horror,
That comes to them cloaked in candlelight, a Nosferatu in a collar.

With creeping sinews and talons shown it invades their personal space,
And whispers with a forked tongue and a leer upon its face;
That, naughty child you must be punished for all your little sins,
Then enshrouded in protective dark it does unspeakable things.

Into and beyond the witching hour their living nightmare stays,
And manifests its evil intent in all unfathomable ways;
And only when the blinkered God from the Heavens He does send,
The virgin rays of newborn light does their ordeal finally end.

And into the dying shadows does the vampyric malevolence flee,
And leaves behind the broken child, alone, yet finally free;
Who hugs their knees into their chest and breaks into sobbing sighs,
As another portion of their innocent soul fades out and silently dies.

As this withered quill in solemn pause does halt as this poet thinks,
The tears of human sorrow infuse the potting of his inks;
And northward turns his remorseful gaze into the heavenly skies,
And with eyes ablaze with swelling rage he opens up and cries:

Where are ye Holy Shepherd? Look at the hour upon the clock!,
Make haste from your eternal slumber! Come now! Protect your flock!;
Embrace these innocents to your girth, spare them from further shame,
From the evil deeds that have been wrought in your sacred Holy name!

Yet the silence here is deafening, there are no swift replies,
No rapturous roars of vengeance shall descend from these empty skies;
And in this instant realisation does the heart sink deep like stone,
Suffer the little children shall, for the children are alone.

© 2017 Doodley



Author's Note

Doodley
A darker poem. Be warned.

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mou
a dark write yet your words are so vivid that describe the sufferings very pathetically..those childhood which bears such a storm, being a poor victim of all darkness and fear in the future but most disappointing thing is that those devil could never get realize about the worst effect of their mean works.a very concerned and great topic.thanks for sharing such a wonderful thought and write

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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Mou. I appreciate your thoughts on this poem and its difficult .. read more
Political correctness, sanctimonious homilies and fear of reputation all serve to cover up this problem. The notional threat of perpetual damnation is no deterrent , even among those that you have portrayed.
A dark, but eloquent portrayal that begs many other questions of faith.




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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Norman. I agree with your thoughts on this issue. And hasn't po.. read more
The abuse and the terror feed fear into the small kids making them vulnerable to the outer exposure. These atrocities silence their voices.Those innocent small flowers, after having weeped and sobbed, close their hearts and cage their minds permanently. Those cruel and ruthless beasts never seem to realize what they do is a sin that can never be forgiven.The pain they inflict upon the children is heinous and condemnable. Childhood plays an important part in shaping the future of a person. I don't know if there is someone out there up who is seeing all this and listening to the prayers but I believe if anyone is there who can actually do something for those kids, it is the good human souls because God lies within the hearts of such folks.
What a truthful and perfect piece this is, sunbae ! Heart touching and very very deep.This is surely one of the darkest pieces I have ever read.You are an awesome writer. I am speechless and I really don't have enough words to describe the greatness and excellence of this piece of poetry.
All I can say is - take a bow and kudos.
Keep inspiring and keep writing!


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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Manasvini. A very kind and comprehensive review on this piece. .. read more
Dark but amazing. The imagery you created left me with chills. Thanks for sharing this piece of work!

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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, OhSnapShley. Very kind words on this piece.
Yes, dark indeed, but beautiful in its pain and darkness...beautiful because these are words that need to be spoken...an atrocity that needs to be seen in the light. I think we have all wondered, where is the justice? Where is God? How can He allow this to happen. I don't know the answer...but I still believe that there is a plan...and perhaps it is in the knowing that He prods us--His people--to act. Perhaps it is our responsibility to bring the darkness to light, and cleanse it...and perhaps it starts with one poet's pen.

Nicely done!

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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, ReedWrite. I appreciate your thoughts on this piece.I hope i ha.. read more
The children are helpless indeed and very vulnerable to suffering and abuse in homes, religious places and public spaces. If not punished by those children and their families through the law , God will smite the abusers one day with a great vengeance for His justice is always will be done and always complete. I know some people don't believe in Divine justice and retribution but that is their prerogative...Excellent, sir...:).................

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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Sami. I appreciate your insights on the theme of this piece. Di.. read more
Sami Khalil

1 Year Ago

You are welcome, sir....::::;))))
Hit home. Seems not many are saved unless they learn to save themselves... perhaps divinity is within and those too scared to take on the role of savior can never be saved...
Just a thought..
But al the praise to you for keeping the rhyme and flow going and bringing that raw emotion! Beautiful work, as usual

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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, A.Marie. I appreciate your thoughts and kind words. And perhaps.. read more
I love the dark style this was written in, and very well written indeed. In the beginning as the abuse children would endure, you accurately described the horrors in which a child can be affected and the horror which it itself is the spawn of nightmares.

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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Nini. A very dark style, indeed! I appreciate your kind words.
It's a mystery. Not only why people do these things, but why nothing is done about it. The helpless are left to suffer abuse while their protector does nothing. Those final notes are endlessly deep and somber. I've never been one for religious debate, but this poem is the perfect voice of one who doubts. Everything in it is so relevant and feels so accurate to life.

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Doodley

1 Year Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Clifford. Your thoughts on this piece are exactly correct. Noth.. read more

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