Fire and Brimstone
by
Roger Crique
(Age: 51)
copyright 10-01-2005
Age Rating: 10 to 127
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For those who do not know the difference between power and influence
I’ll have my angels come to you
And show you a bit of my rage
I will not put out the fire that rages in the mind of man
For man has confounded my name
I will burn the ground he walks upon
and command the trees not to bear fruit
For man has chosen the way of his own
and not the way of my wisdom
I’ve created this place, this place you call home
I’ve told you my name, since you’ve had your will
But you refused to acknowledge me
You’ve refused to listen to my call
I will gather my sheep and lead the wolves to slaughter
What will you do, when you see the hill tops burning?
When you see the waters run amok, where will you go?
And when you see the sky open to swallow you whole
who shall you blame?
You will no longer be protected
You will not longer have my blessings
When you look up to the sky for glory
you shall find what was never there
Chaos will rain upon your head
For the chaos that you see has reached my ear
When you look up to the sky in search for mercy
I shall remind you of your folly
For you did not believe in my words
Don't look up in your time of trouble
You are captivated by power
For you seek power on to you
But man does not possess power
But influence, is more apt with him
You do not distinguish between the two
thus you sell your soul for it
I am power! I am motion!
I have the power to command all things!
I have the power to move all things
You believe in what you see
And what you don’t you disregard
There is much you do not see
And much you simply do not comprehend!
To many I speak what only a few yet know
Soon you shall see my son, he who bears my word
He shall point you out to me and you shall see my face
You will know me when you burn
My promise on to you I shall keep
From the heavens I shall descend
For many I shall be the promise
and for others, Fire and Brimstone!
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Sounds like an angry Old Testament god, one I would fear and not love, though I suppose Dante or Milton might think one should fear what one loves, justice going hand-in-hand with mercy. Nevertheless, you accomplished what the poem's title connotes, and fulfilled the poem's purpose, which is what's most important.
Whoa - Roger - this is powerful stuff! The voice of 'rage and ruin' shouting for sure. You've captured the vehemence, the startling anger in every word! No two ways about it. The poem rushes head-on and really impacts the emotions. Excellent job here.
Wow! If I didn't know better, I would think you just tore a page out of scripture.
The Bible says that in the last days, many shall run for the mountains, but the mountains will not protect them.
When will we stop to realize that Christ came to save, not to condemn. John 3:16 says that if we do not believe we are condemned already, not because Christ condemns us, He came to save us, but because we have not accepted the only salvation that will ever be provided.
Sorry to go on and on, but I found this write very stark and powerful, with a fantastic message.
i must confess you have the power to influence me in any direction that you wish i have no control over how i am affected by your words i don't see just vowels and contenace or miss spelled words i see the picture you have painted with your soul that has touched my soul connected by your 1000 words. So go ahead dear friend of mine take control of me again here we go away again down this road again. Keep my eyes from all those lies let your truth shine through. I may have left for a while but I have never forgotten you. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you friend
Welcome !
