What They Once Called Me

I was called Life and I gave 
gifts away
Till they came and asked for 
better pay

I was called Religion and I gave 
them hope
Till they came along and said 
they could cope

I was called Goodwill and I 
gave the poor time
Till they came along with smiles 
full of lime

I was called Knowledge and I 
told them to learn
Till they left the books on the 
bonfire to burn

I was called Imagination and I 
taught them to think
Till they brought the Red Flag 
and washed me down the sink

I was called Purity and I told 
them their scope
Till they gave into their loins 
and learned how to grope

I was called Pain and from me 
they learned Fear
Till they detained and tortured 
without shedding a tear

I was called Evil and I gave 
them choice
Till they turned to me and 
adorned me with poise.

I was called Death and I 
brought them on
Till they forgot and labelled me 
Demon's Spawn

I was their God, and now I am 
dead
Surely they don't seem like 
they want me instead?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Shuaibu Avatar
September 15, 2012 at 8:23 AM
love it. very thoughtful and creative.
Harper Avatar
September 14, 2012 at 12:28 PM
Well thought out and well laid out, very thoughtful poem!
Crasta Avatar
September 14, 2012 at 3:58 AM
Nice poem, very deep and thoughtful. Regards Venetia.
A   Avatar
September 10, 2012 at 1:07 PM
Dylan , congratulation with your awesome featured poem of the week... deep..pd
Wong Avatar
September 11, 2012 at 4:52 AM
Thanks! :D
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