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Lightning's Lashing

Updated on February 26, 2017

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Pit of Despair

Life is for us a continuous struggle. Yet this is the idea set to us that is being handed to us from generation thereafter. John Bradshaw calls it poisonous pedagogy. The Bible though often quoted has been and always been misinterpreted. Just like the original idea of yoke which means join together and burden means message (qtd from ACIM).


Lightning’s Lashing

Rumbling, carving the heaven

As rapid as the whirlwind, suddenly it’s gone

If he’s coming, the heart beats fast

Full of fear, enshroud with terror

Such is our life full of struggles

Embracing danger and bitterness

That’s invoked by suffering

that is the outcome of lack of concern for others

Devoid of respect…


Sometimes it’s like a cyclone

Accompanying the bearer of unending

So naïve, so complacent

You can’t evade, it’s like a thief

As fast as the stroke of a lightning

Awaiting when you least expect it

You can’t escape, you’re unprepared

How can you wrestle, if you’ve been struck?

Will you just accept it, that you’ll go crazy?

Will you do nothing, to overcome it?

You’ll be likened to a tree, standing

Smacked, scraped, beaten

Flaming, blazing

Until all is spent, totally vanished

Except for the stump, all that’s left behind of a past


Reflecting the untold sorrow, mourning

Can’t help but shed tears

Of the oppression endured, the jaws gritting

Can’t do anything, too tired to go on

Gasping for breath, just like a waning candle

Can’t overwhelm the present condition

No more strength, tears have dried up

Feelings are long gone, just like a living dead

Can’t even distinguish between right and wrong

Shriveling, just like a withered leaf

Being carried by the wind, anywhere it goes

Can’t even take a peek, oh life so cruel

The only wish, is to depart

Life so forlorn, full of anguish…



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      junjun bulawin 5 years ago

      nice

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      Joseph De Cross 5 years ago

      Wonderful Raciniwa,

      Salamat! Seems that you are full of that loving sensation that trascends the written word: Love this

      part:

      "You can’t escape, you’re unprepared

      How can you wrestle, if you’ve been struck?

      Will you just accept it, that you’ll go crazy?"

      Voted up, Lord

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      raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

      Thank you lord de cross for the vote of confidence it really does add up to a notch...

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      Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

      Amazing my friend,there is so much talent on this site and you are indeed one of the top ones.

      Take care and here's to many more to share on here.

      Eiddwen.

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      prasetio30 5 years ago from malang-indonesia

      This was so beautiful. I really enjoy this poem from word by word. Thank you very much for writing and share with us. Vote up!

      Prasetio

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      raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

      Eiddwen,

      thank you as always for visiting my hub...you're a great friend as well...take care too!!!

      God bless as well!!!

      Have a great Sunday!!!

      always,

      Raci

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      raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

      Prasetio,

      thank you for the vote of confidence...i am happy to read your name and comment as it appears on my hub...

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      Beth Perry 5 years ago from Tennesee

      This is beautiful.

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      raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

      thank you beth for the inspiration...and yes i find it disheartening to know that some people who have reached the bottom of their lives don't want to resurface again...

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      trecords0 5 years ago from DeLand, Florida

      I love the way this translates. It rolls off the tongue like fried bacon fat into a suggested ostinato decorated with sprinkled doits. It sounds so beautiful, yet ironically the subject is not.

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      trecords0 5 years ago from DeLand, Florida

      I love the translation for this. The words roll off the tongue like fried bacon fat into a suggested ostinato decorated with sprinkled doits. The musicality of the piece is so beautiful ironically in contrast with the horrid subject. The translated words sound like onomatopoeias.

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      raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

      yes, but it happens in reality...there are people who live like that...without hope, with nowhere to go...at times my mood is so somber that i could write something like that...thank you trecords for taking the time to read my poem...

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      shimmering Dawn 5 years ago

      The starkness of suffering and pain in this poem feels like a slap on the face.. despondency and total hopelessness.. shake me up... There is so much depth here.. I need to come back again and read this. May peace always be yours!

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      raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

      thank you shimmering Dawn...yes, that's what prompted me to write this poem...the utter despair of people...especially those who just wait when's the time to leave in this world...i can't help but be sorry for their plight...

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      Cynthia B Turner 5 years ago from Georgia

      I see there is such strength that is somehow underlying the despair in this poem. Many layers. Well done.

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      raciniwa 5 years ago from Naga City, Cebu

      yes Cyndi...in life, we always have a choice on what to do whether to accept our fate or do something about it...thank you for visiting...

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