Down to sleep
their souls to keep
Vulnerable
innocent and meek
Somewhere
below life’s glitter
pure evil seeps
from a broken gutter
grim trauma to reap
Innocence shattered
beyond all hope
as mothers weep
Watch out now
Take care
Beware
Given enough rope
all things dark
and fearful
… into the deep
Tell me it isn’t so
down below
where the siren sings
a hand pulling strings
Through the madness
I glimpse the enemy
seething
in a hatred burning
for all humanity
The young and the old
the slave and the free
Subjects all since the fall
to a ruling tyranny
Under a blazing sun
Under the gun
Religious divisions
of endless hostility
Knives and bombs
in the hands
of young children
Better a rock
tied to the neck
Preachers of hate
masters of fear
lords of war
… all into the deep
Only stardust?
Are we golden?
Lonely
tarnished and broken?
Compassion lacking?
Truly nothing lost
… for good
All things to gain
Rock solid
the holy mindfulness
that keeps me
totally sane
Jesus loves me
Yes, this I know
Absolutely
His grace
his mercy
that loving taste
of heavenly serenity
His presence
surrounding me
Some things seen only
through the eyes
of eternity
For goodness sake
my soul to take
back to the Garden
Loving kindness
like a forgiven mistake
The thrill of life
playing
exploring
with great excitations
All things bright
and beautiful
Those Good Vibrations
of a Universe unfolding
Like a nurturing Mother
Expectations rewarding
of a Father loving
Anticipation
truly
surely
the Prince of Peace
needs be returning
How long?
For they are weak
and to Him they belong
Watch out now
Take care
Beware those
who in darkness reap
Cellar dwellers
lacking character
In broken weakness
blaming it all
on their corrupted nature
Yet He is strong!
The One
and only true hope
their souls to keep
Omega predators
war mongers
slave traders
and religious deceivers
bottom feeders
of the shallow
and stagnant waters
all monsters that creep
destroyers of innocence
malignant tools and fools
aboard a sinking ship
given enough rope
… now into the deep
~ by David B. Redpath © 2017 – 2021
Photography:
David B. Redpath © 2019 – 2020
Deep poem David, hard hitting my friend. 🙏🏻♥️
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Thanks for diving in, Amber 🔘💦💙
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None is at peace, sadly. 😦
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Sad but true, Kritika 🤔
“Will I ever learn that there’ll be
no peace, that the war won’t cease
. . . until He returns?”
~ Bob Dylan
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Rightly said.
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Beautifully written David! On a deeper level I needed your poem today. Thank you for sharing.
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My supernal pleasure, Victoria.
Thanks for partaking 🙏💛
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It’s been a long time my friend… this poem is the excellence I have missed. Health issues flare up and I haven’t been following like I used to. I’ll try and be better my friend.
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My thoughts have been with you,
Walt, and your better half 🙏 😎
I know well that comments, and
responses, takes precious time,
and energy, away from writing 🤐
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You’re very kind my friend 😊 Thank you!
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A great poem on how innocence is ravished by evil.
But the Evil One has his Waterloo.
The Cross of Jesus.
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Just like a burning rope 🔥👿
his time is running short ⌚
Thanks Christopher, you’ve
given me a great idea! 💡
A soundtrack for that lake of fire.
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I hadn’t thought of that, David.
But when you listen to those lyrics carefully, that sums up the Devil’s fight very well.
He thinks he’s winning when he’s actually losing.
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I had to use my winning
Euro-Super-Vision 👁️❓👁️
to see the hidden meaning
behind those cryptic lyrics.
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Wow! 🖤
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Thanks Ahiri 🙏💙
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This poem could be made into a full length movie! It’s riveting.
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Thanks for the thought, Tamara 🙏
( I guess it’d be a bit narcissistic
of me 🤔 to suggest it would make
a blockbuster, Oscar winning
Hollywood movie? 📽️ ) 😎
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No, that’s not Narcissistic. We all say and do single things that are sorta “Narcissistic-like” at times but a real Narcissist has a set pattern in which they never deviate. Lol.
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Thanks Tamara 👍
That’s a big relief 😎
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🤗
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Picture perfect poem David 👌 ❤
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Thank you, Suma 💛
Greatly appreciated 🙏
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It’s fabulous
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Greatly appreciated 🙏
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Thanks
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A medley of primary school nostalgia mixed with an ever present anxiety for the state of this world, that’s what it felt like to me. The lines of those songs mixed with the main content was a great touch. Child labour will soon be a thing of the past. Things seem to be progressing in that aspect of our society at least, albeit slowly in some places.
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Thank you for joining in for my
bedtime prayer, Tanmay 🙏
Just when you think things are
getting better, it turns out they’re
actually getting worse, from the
Ukraine to Afghanistan, from
the Sudan to the Middle East,
according to my news service
(best not to mention US politics
and gun violence).
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