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What point? Is the glory of heaven! : Classical Poetry

written by Poet : blue-rose


Is God so cruel,

that he will lay

desires upon our hearts and minds?

To never provide,

the avenue to bestow the world

their gifts

to a world- that worships falsehood

Vain pursuits of empty glory and fame

Is fate so unkind,

the universal judgment- so sour it grants fame

To the most evil servant

Who vainly pursues his idleness, and their own psyche

and is worshipped for it,

remembered

Coined by history, and hailed as genius

Yet the most talented, humbled servant

Is left in the infinity of the unknown

Hearing, recording the voices of the heavens

Writing the music of the cosmos

Knowing they hear the voice of God

And none hear them,

Because they- the all of the world

serve the lesser God,

the daemon within humanity

Yet the fates-

Bestow them fame, honor and glory

Then the few the living-within service-

know they hear the genius of God

Record it knowing they are guided

Yet with every cord they strike, write

And keyed stroke of harmony

-they know it is

guided by fate to find they are hated for it-

Knowing they are in service, they serve

Never self, always others

To find the world doesn’t accept them-

Living in the ever lasting hope

The jealousy, envy continues

to destroys their hope

And the chosen -question always- why?

Wondering - they continue

Filled with a will beyond them

Only wishing to tell the world

Of God’s genuine genius

They are blessed to hear

Wondering, praying to be humble

Living in hope that something touches others

Will history remember them?

Or will they be buried in a shallow grave

Swallowed by a world

That denied even God

His glory-

Living in the shadow of a sallow

Unsavory society

We die unknown

Our grave robbed by unkind fates

Even if there is fame in heaven

If life, lived served is so unjust and no glory

For goodness, peace mercy

To help others here-was never found

If we touch no other here, nor were heard

Rewarded for our service, in no way

Lived our whole life

Seeing evil always rewarded

What point is glory in heaven

When not a moment was found here?

 

 

Originally Posted On Site: 2008-06-23 09:13:57
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