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ballad, faith, indoctrination, love, Poem, Poetry, prejudice, relationships, Religion
The wine from human soul
in chalice, pure of gold,
intoxicates beyond control
the sheep led to the fold.
The pastured green and sky-blue pure
have brought us to this land
with painful trials to endure
to reach the promised brand.
It burns, I know, your doubt away
with prideful holy cause.
Concerns of life will hold less sway
by ancient hollowed laws.
Your song shall cease and gods will dance,
outpouring human swill;
for due the randomness of chance,
we never had a will.
O love, my love-beat heart was seared
by raised and righteous brand
that brazed a falseness as I feared
in love’s bravado land.
Eroded, truths will always tell
the moral right from wrong.
That river runs from muddled well
to muffle righteous song.
( submitted for Open Link Night at DversePoets )
After his Image 
As always, beautiful!!! I love it!!!
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he was quite the character, wasn’t he…
ha…some nice word play in this…promised brand as opposed to land…the river that flows from the mud puddle…and eroded truths….i would say human hand had much to do with that….your verse is rather lyrical in its structure too which really adds to it man…
Stunning poem. Thanks for sharing.
This was a pleasure to read out loud. The wordplay was enhanced with voice. Truly enjoyed.
You read poetry out loud? Do you do this often? I feel honored that you did so. Deep bow.
I do read poetry out loud. It is an art to be heard rather than skimmed. It gives words life 🙂
I admit that there are some posts that I abandon the vocals on because they just don’t work but when they work, it’s music
Indeed it is.
This is amazing.
Glad you liked it.