And Through the Door

Cherry

By Ewan

Tue, 26 Jul 2016
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And through the door you came,

I noticed your feet remained shod.

Did you look at stained glass

and feel offence at the figurative?

 

Thank God, I said, Thank God,

that the mass is not for the masses,

that so few come, so few believe.

 

For you are a true believer,

I believed that you believed,

as you held the knife at my throat.

 

And through the door you came,

I noticed that you called on your god.

Do you think he watched you

and felt offence at your blasphemy?

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Comments

Submitted by seashore on

You're certainly not without words, Ewan.  I like the understated way it begins, then builds to the chilling ending.

Great interpretation of the latest atrocity in France.

 

 

Submitted by Ewan on

very much for reading this. It's just so ... barbaric. Walk a mile in someone's shoes? Would that they would try that themselves. I see no hope. None at all.

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Submitted by airyfairy on

Well done on the words, Ewan.

Submitted by Ewan on

and no-one can make sense of this for me. And still I hear nothing from UK's Moslem Community. Although there is this from The Mufti of Egypt (well that's what they used to call him).

Thanks very much for reading.

Ewan

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