I can even walk to death gladly, without fear, and with faith in divine retribution: A poem

(I fling the gauntlet at you ANAnus, if you think terrifying me daunts me!)

Do you believe in the contours that shape your mind

on any given day? That there is a point of beginning when

you feel you must have your say; against the odds of

being defined by others, when you can tell the boundaries

of self-definition. You may realise that your blood hasn’t

boiled enough against the injustices and treachery against you;

when even the few you depend on wouldn’t acknowledge

your defiance as valid, for their own fears and insecurities! So, you

see the vista of taking things in your own hands, like a

limerick you wrote by your own intelligence to make yourself

comprehend the enormity of the design against you and your need

to confound the enemy as it garrisons your pious force field. A

magician’s trick must play against the verdict of others branding

you insane and the force majeure that you must comprehend

in yourself to accomplish the tasks that powers want to inhibit

you from acting out the method in madness that shouts back at the evil!

 So you emerge out of the nutshell to be the army that you are,

that you want to be, regardless of incarceration, death, destruction; the

torture and trauma of being hounded! Because what is sacred to you

must not be conditioned to be diluted by others for their own convenience!

You can let go, or you can have your say; simply because you know

a tattle is a battle between you and those who want to preclude your will

with their impositions; and should you have the principles, philosophy

and ideals that you hold dear, that they wish to manipulate by their connivance!

So that you are subject to an illegitimate law (though some may even want to help you out through it)

But you think of your self-esteem and you decry the means of friends as much as

the enemy! And then you realise there is no fear, in the ferocity of your bravery;

Because you have faith that you too have a telling hand in divine retribution!!!!

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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