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Submitted by T. Reflexion on 27 August 2008 - 10:30am.
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BONDED LIBERTY
What were they looking for
When they built at Babel
Common aim, in many languages
They sought that which was illusive
This turned out to confuse them.
Thus standing in shallow places.
They looked up the towers
Today, like the days of Babel
Corporate men in suits sit on the podium
Boasting to have been chosen
And ordained in bonded faith
Talking of restricted liberty
But lacking the deepening height
Of a free-thinking world.
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
Is the internal logic consistent?
(1 vote)

corporate me and my wife plc...
Man is vey inquisitive in nature…and that is why man always fall victim to these self acclaimed chosen actors…”how do you think you can unravel the mistery of creation.”—St Augustine.
Corporate brand
akabeks
Thank you.
Do you think the brand of commercil religion we practice here is peculiar to this country? Why is the country so fertile for corporate religion? We are even exporting them, you know. I appreciate your comment. Cheers!
commercial religion
our religion has become a money spinning venture.the pastors cruise in lastest suv while their flock die in abject poverty…”you must pay your tithe or you lose your soul”. they don’t care where the money came from…
“religion is opium of the masses “—-karl max.
…sow a seed in jesus name,
…the holy spirit ministered to me bla bla blah,
all in the name of extorting money from sanguine seekers of spiritual God knows what…
akabeks
I like
the comparison to Babel for todays, times it isn’t new, but it is true. There does seem to be a constant reaching for more. I wonder will there always be a striking down of those that do? Will there be a lesson learned this time?
Well done and thought provoking.
Dana
Babel
Babel may be said to represent our vain search for God in external places, in magnificent buildings and prayer grounds. We should build these towers inside us and be assured to reach the God of our hearts, God of our realization. But we have taken religious worship to our work places and carry ourselves with pious desposition while pursuing our selfish ends. I see them where I work and I call them to their faces, hypocrites.
The reach for knowledge
has always plagued mankind. It is integral to our being. These days man does not strive to reach heaven, but strives to reach understanding of the forces around us and to reach for the heavens. That is a difference. I condemn not the man who strives for success, but only those who make their success on the backs of the misery of others. Success, money and power is not a sin. When it becomes a sin to me, and this is not the biblical meaning of sin, is when he uses that power, money and success to inflict misery on others. I celebrate his achievements and his ability to make money. I condemn when the money makes him lose humanity. A friend of my wife won 47 million dollars on the Texas Lottery around 7 years ago. They have invested wisely and spent frugally. She does not put on airs and lives in a beautiful, but modest home. She gives to charity each year. The problem lies not in her or the mony, but on those who want her money. She has perfect strangers come to her door with stories of… I need $20,000 dollars or I will lose my car. These she turns away, but the lady that came to her for enough money for food for her and her three children, she put in her car and drove to the grocery store where she purchased $600.00 dollars worth of groceries for the woman. Later she drove her and her children to wal-mart and spent another $1,000.00 on clothes for them. The lady has never asked for anything else as she got on her feet soon after and has started paying her back for her kindness. Some people say she is evil because she won’t share her money when asked. I say she is a wise woman who understands the difference between begging and needing. This is a true story so what would you say about her? I am poor, but never asked a penny from her nor has my wife. We get by. What is more evil, wanting money for money’s sake or having money and refusing to share it with those that will not appreciate it? Excellent poem T. Reflxion. I enjoyed it very much.
Respectfully,
Rett:
“If life is a bowl of cherries, why am I in the pits?” Erma Bombeck
Some say we should...
Some say we should be careful not to seek knowledge out side some prescribed texts, lest we be led away by the devil. Thank you for sharing this story of a woman whose knowledge of self makes her as constant as the nothern star and solid like the Zuma rock. Be assured, this woman is not building at Babel. Thank you for your comments. Cheers!
Hey Rett,
I would say this woman is rich in more then money. She does not reach for the power or the fame. I don’t see her as living in Babel. The sin is thinking something is wrong and going through with it. Atleast by my way of thinking thats sin. Like knowing if you dump toxic waste in a pond it will kill the fish, yet you check to see if anyone is looking and then dump. I speak of the people discribed in the poem.
Those that would speak against something and do it anyway. As for getting by, more of us do that then are counted. I accept that this is where I am supposed to be at this point in my life because of the choices I made before this day.
Still a good poem “T”.
Wonderful story as always Rett.
Dana
Well said Dana
Couldn’t ask for better than that. I do not like people like that either.
Respectfully,
Rett:
“If life is a bowl of cherries, why am I in the pits?” Erma Bombeck
Very good write
and indeed thought provoking.It is always easier to talk about the speck in others eyes while neglecting the log in ours,that seems like the norm in this parts……I would suggest a comma after ‘shallow places’ and a period after towers.Just suggestions anyway.Thank you.
P S:Rett that is such a lovely story and Dana your last line in your comment was thought provoking.Thank you.
My eyes have grown grey...
Thank you for the comments. My eyes have grown grey but for these pieces of bottles I hang on my face, I would not have been able to read at all, not to talk about seeing misplaced dots which disappear and reappear and the comma would look like a dot or vice versa according to what is in my head. Thank you I will effect the correction in due course. Cheers!
Good
To know that the Grandmaster can appreciate my suggestions,thank you very much.