Liberating Soul

Give us back our shattered peace of mind
Return skeins of joy, untangle, help unwind
Hearts are battered by strident cries maligned
Shower benediction of peace, everyone rebind

Pygmy minds perpetrate holocausts in ignorance
Forget that at birth all same, in insurgent nascence
Blood same color and content, spilled in abundance
Callously, lost in corridors of deadened conscience

We have been taught that as you sow, so you shall reap
Childhood lessons blown by scorching winds, lie in dust heap
Return sanity, clear all visions, as life is very precious, not cheap
Straw by straw nests, nations are built, destroy not in one fell sweep

Welling eyes, breaking hearts, vacant arms, plead and cry in unison
Lord let sanity return, smite hate and strife, showering benediction
We are all your children and your benign doorbell is our only talisman
Man killing man is like a jungle creature devouring its birthed creation

Save them from self, clearing visions warped by cataracts of pumped up hate
You are the giver, the taker only,  yet we see aping of you by happenings of late
Chop down all deadwood of greed, corruption and self aggrandizements’ spate
Reconvert us to our old innocent selves that you first dispatched, all else abate
Give us back our shattered peace of mind
Return skeins of joy, untangle,  help unwind
Hearts are battered by strident cries maligned
Shower benediction of peace, everyone rebind

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I hate this wretched willow soul of mine, patiently enduring, plaited or twisted by other hands .-Karin Boye Swedish, Poet
The weakness of a soul is proportionate to the number of truths that must be kept from it.
Eric Hoffer American, Writer
Religious suffering is at once the expression of real suffering and a protest against real suffering. Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the sentiment of the heartless world, as it is the soul of soulless condition. It is the opium of the people.
John Desmond Bernal Irish, Scientist

Whatever man uses without the fear of God, whatever he applies to the mere gratifying of his flesh, cannot fail to operate as a poison to the soul, however pleasant and salutary it may appear to be to the body .-Johann Arndt German, Theologian

As for what concerns our relations with our fellow men, the anguish in our neighbor’s soul must break all precept. All that we do is a means to an end, but love is an end in itself, because God is love. – Edith Stein German, Saint
Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.
Oscar Wilde Irish, Dramatist

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