In The Name Of God

Who decides?

In The Name Of God

I am butchered

by an angel.

One who would

draw me into the pen,

take me into their trust

then slice my throat

with a keen blade,

sacrifice me,

'Bismillah',

allowing my warm blood

to spill,

to flow,

to bleed out

upon the cold, white slab of doubt.

 

28/11/17

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You question many things in the poem. I have asked them often in my life. Thank you John for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Einstein Noodle]

took this in a whole other way until i looked up Bismillah .... its a wonderment mankind can be so smug in its "religion" and so barbarous in its acts .. i was raised a Catholic and when we studied the Inquisition i was marked forever with that cruelty ..and bewilderment as to how it could have occurred ..and the Salem witch murders ... the Holocaust ..and in these days the beheading on film...burning alive all in that name ..so grateful for my hope in the face of such darkness ... and on another level that angel ..also known as the father of lies ... spells slyly cast on ones very heart and soul ..always to create doubt .. always to destroy .. great poem ..as you can tell...you got me going this morning ... reminding me to be aware and cautious ... this has not been and remains a dangerous world along with all the beauty
E.

[conversations with her ..]

im stunned..

Short yet so powerful, great choice of words here.

I'm also new on here, it would be an honour if you could review some of poems!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Glad it had impact. good to meet you and I certainly will look at your work. I am not new as I have been in the Cafe (still waiting to be served) since 2012 or earlier.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

nice metaphor used to describe the process...and sometimes it does seem that we get our hearts sliced in order to bleed upon the page.

j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Jacob