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Trust not in the words: "In God We Trust", printed on currency,
for God and Money should be kept separate,
unless one desires to tempt fate with the Money-God,
tempt fate by not over-turning the money-lenders' tables,
although many might argue how this isn't good for business.

Why not know the value of life,
instead of focusing too hard on the prices of Idols.

People are bleating at the prospect of "God" being removed
from money, arguing that if God is removed from money,
the grazing grounds will become Godless.

With or without the words, 
a Money-God is a God nonetheless.
There is at least one true God, 
whether man-made or not;
an authority of control,
a God of profit margins.
Violence is a profit margin.
Hatred is a profit margin.
Bullets, Amendments, and Death, are all profit margins.

The war being waged upon children, is a profit margin.

If I had been given the chance, 
I would have tried my best to take him out,
morphed the vapours of my remaining hatred into bullets,
or torn him apart with my hands.
To stop innocents from losing their innocence.
There are lines drawn in minds,
that if crossed over, stretch beyond the bristle-board of rehabilitation.
Even Clockwork Orange bleeds into crimson spatters.

When a child survives a massacre,
runs across his school field to find safety from a stranger,
proclaiming to the stranger, "I can't go back to my school, it isn't safe there.
My teacher was killed, I don't have a teacher anymore.
All of my friends are dead."....

....then innocence has been lost, and the Money-God is empowered even more.
Lost innocence spreads like a disease through the minds of global villagers.
Fear breeds fear, breeds control and disintegration of the Stream-Mind.

If I had been given the chance,
I would have fought fire with fire,
fed the beast within, 
taken him apart with a breath of hatred.
Breathed it out, pushed it out, purged it out.

Satan is a scapegoat used by people who are unwilling 
to take accountability for their actions and sacred responsibilities.
The Beast is humanity -
not marked by a fairy-tale Devil,
but instead marked by the Money-God created in the image of man;
recreating the image of man through fear.

Some people might be intrigued by how many definitions of God there are.
Even if money is a necessity,
within our core there should reside a different Kingdom -
without and within, within and without.

If I had been given the chance -- past tense....

....if I am given the chance,
I will try my best to take him out,
smudge him out
with the remaining hatred in my heart.
Breathe it out, push it out, purge it out,

until all that's left is to love,
until all that's left is to love.

December 14th, 2012 - S.H.E.S:  28 - 2 = 26

January 7th, 2013


Copyright © Chris D. Aechtner

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  1. Date: 2/10/2013 11:26:00 AM
    Great write!

  1. Date: 2/7/2013 7:41:00 AM
    Forsooth. Money is not happiness - a man with 9 million is no happier than a man with 8 million. Love, daver

  1. Date: 2/3/2013 5:14:00 PM
    I think many of we your soup friends would be first in line to have your back! Powerful, unforgettable!

  1. Date: 2/3/2013 11:24:00 AM
    We all worship this God. My desire is to join you in the process of taking him out.

  1. Date: 2/2/2013 2:21:00 PM
    You're amazing, Chris. Another one of your poems in my Fav'd poems <3

  1. Date: 1/23/2013 4:09:00 PM
    ok, now I am home and can read this: Chris, I really love when you write this way. It is very plain to understand and profound at the same time. I think your reasoning here is GREAT and I would not argue with it. I have a great video that discusses religious fanaticism and how it is more dangerous for us than a government that does not embrace a "one god" I am so "out of it" right now, I can't think of the word for this type of government at the moment. Anyway, This poem makes people think!

  1. Date: 1/23/2013 2:36:00 PM
    this does not seem overly long. I want to see it later!! Luv, Andrea

  1. Date: 1/22/2013 12:29:00 AM
    A great poem, Chris! ...composed of precise, meaningful and thought provoking images and ideas drawn from a variety of assorted...eclectic topics. Too many fascinating lines to highlight... the 10th stanza is my fav. (Question: S.H.E.S: 28 - 2 = 26??)

  1. Date: 1/20/2013 4:35:00 AM
    Chris, since the latest incident in America I have had lots of debates as some have said that we over 'here' do not have that 'problem' on the same scale, some have even gone as far as saying that to eliminate guns would just disturb the equilibrium of the world, this is one huge battle to win as we all know the silent enemy waiting in the wings for their five minutes of fame can never be erased, it is in that five that they do cross over to satan...David

  1. Date: 1/19/2013 9:26:00 AM
    Chris - There are lines drawn in minds, that if crossed over, stretch beyond the bristle-board of rehabilitation. what words indeed, Chris. These deserve a prize on their own. I live in Newtown yet knowing less than the families what these automatics or whatever they're called can do. Arguments over legal pistols hunting rifles haunt me, but mostly I say get rid of them. I will read your poem again and again for its wiseness on belief love, Kathy

  1. Date: 1/19/2013 5:02:00 AM
    Well Chris, some good points raised here, I intended not to comment just to read and think.." however I must give credit where its due! and empower the alternative view; that must be a better objective to aim for, I wish you much success in changing these challenging times.!

  1. Date: 1/17/2013 7:06:00 AM
    amazing poetry Chris,, you say it as it is,, and not wrong either,, every sentiment here rings out the truth as i see it,, also one more, which sicken me, how we have gone soft on the those ready to inflict pain and debauchery on the innocent, and the only ones to profit are the lawyers and the justice system...again wonderous poetry from you

  1. Date: 1/16/2013 7:24:00 PM
    Your poems often call me back to reread several times, never simple, always more complex than the average, and there is always something to incite a discussion. You haven't failed me here. Indeed we are a society that worships a Money God...and Satan is alive and well in each of us. We do need to take responsibility for our own greed and selfish daunting a task, that most people must blame fate, or actions of others for what is wrong in this world. A thought provoking piece,Chris

  1. Date: 1/16/2013 4:05:00 PM
    In the past all gods had their faiths... most faiths in history have died with their gods... there is probably only one difference with the present (practically omnipresent) faith in the money god --- and that is that humanity may die this time with that faith and that god... I know Chris you are (or at least would like to be) an optimist... I hope you are right, but I am not so confident... Terry (super poem, b the way!)

  1. Date: 1/16/2013 2:50:00 PM
    awesome poem, Chris. I love the last lines especially. hugs, catie :)

  1. Date: 1/16/2013 12:34:00 PM
    ...absolutely superb in every way...

  1. Date: 1/16/2013 12:33:00 PM
    After reading this exceptional piece of yours, I find myself left in the kind of silence where everything can be heard so much more clearly. You already know what I think and how I feel about this poem: prose turns to poetry: poetry that grips the soul. "if I am given the chance, / I will try my best to take him out, / smudge him out / with the remaining hatred in my heart. / Breathe it out, push it out, purge it out, / until all that's left is to love, / until all that's left is to love."...

  1. Date: 1/16/2013 11:36:00 AM
    a money-god is a god nonetheless..i do find that line powerful and so each word you wrote true to its faith.I love how you ended the poem-[until all that is left is love]..Going to my favs Christ.

  1. Date: 1/16/2013 6:04:00 AM
    Change can happen. Change does happen, sometimes on the tiniest levels, sometimes just a little within ourselves. I think you know, I hope you know, that I used to call you "young gun" with a great deal of affection. It was a term of endearment that I used with no one else. It's because I see you as a highly intelligent maverick, ready to take down the wrongs out there. I can no longer call you young gun. The other day I wrote "Oh, shoot." I stared at the words. Still hollowed... fantastic write

    MacMillan Avatar Cyndi MacMillan
    Date: 1/16/2013 6:07:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    :) I may start a gang of groupies -- poet fans--- called the Ruben-nesques. Wanna join? Now, I once had a contest involving mavericks, who I see as heroic anti-heros... perhaps you'll let me call you "maverick?" :) This poem is going into my faves. I feel this one...
  1. Date: 1/15/2013 7:55:00 PM
    Soap Mail! : )