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Jesus (Free verse) by Dovina

(Reflections After Reading The New Testament) At the moment of death He had no doubt, “It is finished” Poem complete. His supporters, Poem in hand, Twisted words, Jumbled letters, Canonized, dogmatized. Until those letters spell evil As clearly as good, While He remains The righteous King.

zodiac 16-Nov-04/7:47 AM
No it doesn't. In all seriousness, how can you be so dense?

At any rate, the point of my "mockery" was that you've created an absurdly small number of black-and-white categories to group everyone into. I'm for the creation of so many particularized categories that the term "categories" becomes useless for describing them. If I've "categorized" your poetry as "somewhat prone to describe everything in terms of a few rather extreme or polarized categories, so that almost every conclusion contained therein is wrong or simplified to absurdity, but not always," then I'm exactly in line with my philosophy, while you're a floundering guff.




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