OLIM CREDIDI

Submitted by Longo on 9 January 2010 - 2:02pm.

OLIM CREDIDI

Once I believed in the Sublimity of Creation
The Sanctity of a shared Humanity
Then
There was a Holocaust
The world was touched by evil
And lost its Innocence.

Once I believed in the mystery
Of a Soul
A continuation to another side
The promise of Eternity
Then
Death took its toll on all those
Dear to
And
Soon the infinite Silence
Of familiar voices.

Once I believed in a Salvation
From Sin
Redemption through suffering
A reason and purpose
To the absurdity of Being.
And
Most of all
Once I believed in You, Seigneur
But then again
There was a time
When I was a child
I believed….
Pigs could fly.

— Geremia, Jan 10, 2010

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Country/Region: USA

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Nordic cloud

16 years 5 months ago

One can believe pigs can fly if :-

One can believe pigs can fly if :- One believes that the human imagination as an existing entity I thought of the world as always being innocent. The relatively tiny world of man; now that is indeed another kettle of fish! Or should I say sty of pigs? As when not influenced by the creeds and credibility's of Gods, Angels and Devil's, the world is a relatively peaceful entity, this globe I mean, a little planet within the vast unfathomable universe, that place in the sky-the space, beyond our sight, where we, from our viewpoint are inspired to weave tales of fancy and even play-act their roles like puppets on this human stage as if it all were real and tangible, understood and proved a fact. Apart from that to address the poem, as this is not a debate :- And that is so clearly expressed and thought out that it is well written. My Longobardolino, I just sigh a sigh! Annuccia

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

All the people of the lie

All the people of the lie speak with a forked tongue, however a poet flies with words. ~A