Weapons Of The Gods

Weapon Of The Gods
by Tricia Pattinson

Anything can be used to hurt
Thoughts, words, deeds
Tortured thrower
Tortured receiver
Dreams and love
Light's robust power
Deceptions sour

When courage required
A stronger heart
A mind willing
To face a stranger
In battle
To risk life
To win against odds

The gods alone
Could strike down
With lightning bolts
And pestilence
Reach down
Through clouds and fog
Find the offender in the dark

Win or lose
The humans
Stood a chance
The victorious
Earned the trophy
Heart to heart; mind to mind
Sneaking and berserking wills in life

The worse deeds
Burned and radiated
Melted hearts and minds
Took humanity closer to the gods
Rang the bell
Of Mother Earth
Raising vanguished minds
Too weak in heart to stop

Weapons hovering
Targeting
From air conditioned
Easy chairs and joy stick triggers
Weakened hearts
Weaker still
With every drone sent

More and more like the gods
Pestilience wipes out
Fire wins the trophy
Removing heart to heart
Mind to mind battles distant
We're in the realm of gods
Throwing fire down from skies

Where's the heart gone
The conscience required
To face the opposition
With determination
The need for moral fitness
To risk the loss
The courage to say no to killing?

We're close to losing our hearts
The gods are us
Delivering fire and brimstone
Will next be launched
From the comfort of a mind
A button triggering change
An execution sweeping away

We gods seem remote
Compassion remains
So far as not using a broad stroke
To those humans
Who hack off heads
And mimick the gods with heavy stones
Who believe hate is love in God's eyes

The confused humans
Are God's creation
And we little gods are mortal still
Using intelligence, we're all the same
Destroying at any cost to win
We're staying our hand so far
But is it enough
To keep the little remaining of our hearts?

The dancer who lasts
Has the strongest heart
The strongest mind
Has the will to see
Uses them all
Dancing tall
With feet kept on the ground

When Pinnocchio evolved
His father vanished the strings
But his heart grew
And his mind too learned
His will used both
To propel to human soul
Evolution continues for him as well

We sit in our chairs
Our hearts weakened
More remotely we live
In clouds our hands reach
Where our minds linger
Watching the world
Surpassing but with clouded vision

© 2014 Tricia Pattinson

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Briana O'Connor

I love the creative flavor of this piece. It really gets the mind turning with vivid imagery. One thing that threw me off is the first two verses. They don't seem to really fit into the rest of the story. Also, I think this would make a great short story or even go into a book, instead of a poem. Don't get me wrong, I still like the poem. I just think it would be more intriguing as a story. Thank you for sharing!