Prose - Do You Still Imagine?

“…and no religion too…”
What did it mean to you?
Did it make you angry
Or did you agree?
Is God already dead?
Do you believe what Nietzsche said?
But then who killed him?
Was it us or them?
With their rejection
Or your revelation?
We live with man’s insistence
Of defining God’s existence
Creating us in his image
With a holy marriage
Of our disobedient soul
To an ancient scroll
Or does science
Define our conscience
As pure logic
With all else pathologic?
How can we believe
The zealots who cleave
To intellectual scorn
Or under whose God they were born?

“… and there is no country…”
From the pages of history
War and conquest
From time earliest
Past the age of reason
Marching each season
With imperialistic fury
And dominating hegemony
The meek unable to rule
Believing like any fool
The words of the deceased
Strewn from Eden to the East
Giving hope to the hopeless
Who have no access
To the dreams of the chosen
But instead remain frozen
In time to be glorified
By mere words that personified
Our need to care
In impotent prayer

Can you separate your senses
From those whose defenses
Are erected so high
That you cannot tell truth from a lie?
Can you dream of a world
Where a bohemian’s word
Stripped of accompaniment
And all earthly judgment
Has stood the test of time
Even when accused of the crime
Of a treasonous plea
For peace and all to see
The cruelty and horror
That power and desire
Have brought to our garden
Where the meek receive no pardon
Because they dared to beg
For a mere pittance to mask
Their pain and suffering
As they lived with the knowing
That a song about dreamers
Can never overcome the schemers
Who laughed at his naivety
And forced upon you their deity



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Scarface1300 5 years ago

Superb...Imagine. Imagine. Its eay if you try. No Hell below us above us only sky....... It tells such a story.

I am very new to Prose always normally seeking the lyrical approach, I have published 3 new poems in this genre and would relish your views of my scribblings.Voted Up and awesome....


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

First of all thank you for commenting. I actually liked this one myself though I can anticipate tweaking it. I was driving around and the song "Imagine" came on the radio. In my bio I mention writing from Lennon's perspective; naive, totally idealistic, hopeful and these words came to my mind. I still think there is something on this that I have to say but for now this is it. Let me know which of your works you wish me to read and I'll be happy to. The interesting thing is that I noticed you were writing a short story full of poetic passages and I thought to myself "I could never do that." I am incredibly impatient but I am impressed by your vision.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

it's greatness. Your best in every way, Mark. Hope you don't change a thing!


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@Nellieanna - Do you really think so? I like it myself. It says what I want it to say and gives the reader a feel for how I think. I try not to make it vague so at times I think the straightforwardness compromises the art. I TRULY appreciate you telling me this.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

I do think so, Mark. It's bold in its message but it's not just the bold foam of anger. It carries an unarguable clarity which isn't merely stating a subjective opinion, but actually calls out facts which can apply to many atrocities which are perpetrated by some to ensnare or destroy others. It lends itself to any of those, I think, without narrowing the focus to only one among many of them, though when applied to any - it fits.

And then it calls on the reader to THINK and to examine what kinds of propaganda we all sometimes tend to swallow without thinking.

Oh - and I don't consider that clarity compromises art. It's still written beautifully. In fact I suspect that art without clarity within it is just shallow posturing and contrivance.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

ps. The clarity within the art needn't always hit the reader in the head, but it needs to be there if one is willing to really see. It's up to the individual poet how bold or how subtly to present it. That is a valid function of the poet's art. Sometimes getting the donkey's attention really is part of the business of getting him to move. ;[)


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@Nellieanna - Thank you again. The song Imagine is so powerful even though it is gentle and can be so easily ignored by powerful and aggressive forces. I think that is why I need to be straightforward a bit to make the point that the original message is still valid. It has not been negated and in fact has been reinforced by the attempts for control by the extremists and fearmongerers of society. And yes there are a lot of donkey's out there aren't there?


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS

Exactly! On all counts! (wink, wink!) Donkey's abound! But once they get off their - uh - haunches, they are very valuable! Hugs.


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

@Nellieanna - Thank you again and I hope all is well... don't take any coins from strange donkey's....


jami l. pereira 5 years ago

Beautifully crafted , i voted up as such ,thanks for the read !:)


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The Suburban Poet 5 years ago from Austin, Texas Author

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