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Schisms (Free verse) by Dovina

CREATIONISM: In pews we listen For all the truth we need While the forest tells another tale Unthinkable, unseen Creation plays to an empty house Colorful, beautiful Appreciated, not inspected Speaking truths to infidels We pray for open eyes Clouded dim by sin Trust and obey We’ll show you the way EVOLUTIONISM: In classrooms we listen For all the truth we need While the record tells another tale Unthinkable, unseen History plays to an empty house Colorful, beautiful Appreciated, not inspected Speaking truths to fanatics We argue for open eyes Clouded dim by faith Trust and obey We’ll show you the way

Stephen Robins 14-Oct-04/12:16 PM
As -=D_A=-,P.I. recently expostulated, you leave your work so open to interpretation as to undo any actual impact of your confused use of adjectives.

A brogue can not be a truth, a brogue is a reality and in its very form lies its beauty conceal withered heels and Bill Oddies clawed feet whilst at the same time conveying a sense of beauty to those who behold the mesmerising chimera of its ancient patterns.






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