Hail Mary

Full of grace       

The Lord is with thee . I was only seven .

The first step . . . shall be to loose the way

                                              with special thanks to Mr Tammaro




The bird that fit in your hand

Went up to the tallest mountain peak

Only to sharpen its beak



Mountain then wears down

Only the size of a pebble now

Resting in a childs palm

That , we are told , constitutes

A second only            of eternity

Like the infinite numbers of days  pluss   one



So , you say , my child

Illustrating how long my afterlife will be in the bowels of hell

Now only of course   should I choose  the path    of











( and then you look away     as my lips tremble  like the thin tailfeathers of a bird     reaching the top of the largest mountain for the first time )




Poetry by EmelÚn The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-11-10 at 10:21

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It can pervert people to the point of raping a child's soul using a monstrous "eternal father" as an excuse. That's the evil power of religion.

English War Veteran aged 98
I bought a pebble on ebay once- a special pebble, as it used to be a mountain. Now it is just an ordinary pebble.

Wonderful !!!!