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Blendered Brain Paint
Splattered minds
Form the bars of our prison cells Fear forms the walls. Once in awhile They poke an airhole or two. nothing big, just a tease. but the light shines thru. One man finds it and he is afraid. Time to upgrade the Armour, he says. They're trying to raid. Another, he sees it and resumes his path Poppycock, it tells him. Go do the math. Another looks through it and he sees himself On the other end, happy. He's trying to help. "But the tunnel's to small How will I get thru it?" Use your imagination unless you already blew it. ... .. . I knew it. Another, he breathes it And then builds a store. He puts a tap on it. The people want more. "You pay me money And then you will see The Light of Sal(i)vation That comes out of me!" People will do anything for light, you see. A miner once found one And saw that it's good took a look at his pickaxe..... And did what we should. |
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in the way that i interpreted it, the perspective this poem seems to take is that which believes in "the light", and portrays the lack of "God" in one's life, as a circumstance that we create for ourselves out of our own fears of the "truth". I saw it as an interesting presentation of the different ways in which people interpret religion/faith/god. Some will deny it out of fear, some will accept it, and some will remain skeptical, relying on science to back up their disbelief.. they move on with their lives, unmoved by "the light". Some will make a business out of faith and profit from others' gullability.. ie.. healers on tv. "You pay me money And then you will see The Light of Sal(i)vation That comes out of me!" funny, i envisioned those loud-mouthed BS spiritual healers preaching about god with spit flying out of their mouths. sorry for picking it apart, but i figure, it's more fun than reading replies like "I LIKE IT!" "GOOD JOB!" "WOW" |
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^I agree.
I generally like to have stuff picked apart and analyzed. I never really gave too much thought to 'they' when I wrote this, but now that you ask, They would = the establishment/dominators/oppressors or however you wanna put it. The guys on top who want to keep everyone enslaved and under their control. |
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A wittty, raw slice on life of the paths we take while on stride for truth.
Many are duped into the satisfaction of poking holes on the veils cast upon by society, but seldom is it the case that one is to take the bloody thing off and see the forest for the trees, and the crop awaits harvest. Well done Luke. |