Blind Faith's Cant

Blind Faith's Cant

A Poem by Frieda P
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one of questioning & hypocrisy

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The rain pelted down in dark metallic umber
casting images of cloudy subjugation
blinding sunspots, misled images placation
peace offering to the gods fell on deaf ears
sightless rituals working within  part time beliefs
take a bath in holy water to be renewed
baptism cleansing protocol for illusion's sins
promises blank contracts to start afresh in virgin white
kneeling in blood soaked with wine, washes away the stains
call out his name in frenzied chants,
oh 'my God, why have you forsaken me'
say Amen to be healed whilst nailed to the cross
may tomorrow bring brillance to question again
religious experiences caste in stone upon a hill
raging torrents cascaded upon the boats afloat
      up hypocrisy' s creek without a  blessed paddle
streaming mountains of dissolution within blind faith















© 2013 Frieda P



Author's Note

Frieda P
Yesterday was my sister's anniversary, it brought me to a dark & pensive place, this was the result.

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When my son died, a part of me died with him. I remember being told that I would resent when some well-wisher told me "I know how you feel"...but I didn't. I knew that they were just trying to tell me that they sorrowed along with me. I did resent being told that I ought to go get mental health counseling...what they really meant was that I ought to get drugs to drown my sorrow, and I couldn't do that.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't ache for my boy, who was only 35 years old, and who left a wife and two kids who loved him....
I know that dark and pensive place, my friend...I know it too well. I won't say "I know how you feel", because those are empty words that don't really mean much. I will say that you are loved...

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

4 Years Ago

Achingly sad story Angel, not sure how you keep the faith after all that....and thank you so much my.. read more
Angel

4 Years Ago

Darling, it is only my faith that holds me together.



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Frieda, I just randomly picked this to read, not knowing its significance to you until after I read it.
I can say I've been there, but that doesn't matter. My dark place, is mine, and yours is yours. What DOES matter, is that through your writing, you bring light, and life,to that dark, pensive, place.

Be well,
Mark

Posted 3 Years Ago


"baptism cleansing protocol for illusion's sins"

i love the use of the word protocol here. it gives it that monotonous and useless feeling like why do we even bother with this! i've always believed that religion is something that should make a person happy and spiritual; following it blindly and sitting comfortably in the crick of demanded conformity's back is by no means following a religion. it is all about the intentions and not about something being shoved down a person's throat.

you've captured the doubts and the conflict beautifully here. i admire how your subject matter can swing from whimsy to romance to introspect in a seamless manner between your pieces. great work!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

4 Years Ago

Thanks for your insightful review Dana, and you're too kind my friend.
When my son died, a part of me died with him. I remember being told that I would resent when some well-wisher told me "I know how you feel"...but I didn't. I knew that they were just trying to tell me that they sorrowed along with me. I did resent being told that I ought to go get mental health counseling...what they really meant was that I ought to get drugs to drown my sorrow, and I couldn't do that.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't ache for my boy, who was only 35 years old, and who left a wife and two kids who loved him....
I know that dark and pensive place, my friend...I know it too well. I won't say "I know how you feel", because those are empty words that don't really mean much. I will say that you are loved...

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

4 Years Ago

Achingly sad story Angel, not sure how you keep the faith after all that....and thank you so much my.. read more
Angel

4 Years Ago

Darling, it is only my faith that holds me together.
You always verse in such a manner that leaves more questions than answers...that is a bonus in poetry, I always like dwelling on your imagery x

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

4 Years Ago

Thanks Poppy. x
omg!!!! that certificate...it has got me laughing really hard and asking myself if there were such certificates being awarded to hypocrites then the world would be free of hypocrisy, the poem...mmhhhh well written as usual my dear friend.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

4 Years Ago

If only a certificate could change the world Cassie, thanks!
I really appreciates the run on line and how the imagery is captured. I must confess, this a real satire on religious ritual and fantasy, money making machine, fleeting belief, deceit and a bunch of hypocrisy. It have something to deal with one of my poems. The Church.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

4 Years Ago

It all tends to blend after a while doesn't it...church, money, fantasy, deceit, thanks Onyia-ota.
I have never met a living person who is free from hypocrisy. I have seen the graves of many who now can be trusted to not violate their epitaphs...
I think we understand the need for grace here. Too bad we do not grant the grace we so freely receive to those who we should embrace.
We should as Christ did before asking God why He was forsaken plead for our fellow humankind and ask for God to forgive us all while we know not what we do...
I enjoyed the challenge and honest questioning tine of the write rather than simply an angry accusation.

I have this award on my desk... ;)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

4 Years Ago

Pity to have to wait for death to convince us of that....thanks so much for your insight David, and .. read more
Frieda, your strength and fortitude continues to inspire me. And the love you had, and continue to have, for your sister is so evident in many of your pieces. I can't imagine your loss, but know that you are always loved, my friend. And this was very powerful. Well done!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

4 Years Ago

You're too kind Rebecca, thanks for the glowing review and your thoughts here....!
Rebecca Buller

4 Years Ago

You're very welcome, milady:-)
I doubt that there is a God and am convinced that religion has done much wrong to humanity.
A poem that provokes thought, excellent.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

4 Years Ago

Thanks Leslie, I wish I knew what I believed at this point....
Great work here, Frieda. This is so dark!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

4 Years Ago

Grazie mille Siren...

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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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