Mikeb
March 16th 2003, 05:57 PM
Hey all,
Here's a little dity that droped out of the temporal distortion field in my back yard.. What do you think?
I think they got their rhyme scheme from the Dwarfs in The Hobbit?
Slouching towards Bethlehem
A story the Bible told me.
The Markets left the World scene first
Then, unvanquished Nations fell to earth.
The Poets howled, the Leaders growled
Only Life shed quiet tears of mirth
This day it stops, the journey’s close.
From Adam’s feast to here it flows.
The fruit he ate to wisdom sate
Held poison for the world he chose.
Adam’s world changed into his hell,
As from the sight of God he fell.
His bitter fate; doomed to create
A world where life is what you sell.
.
Abel’s sown blood seeded Cain’s field
And Enoch’s walls grew as its yield.
This bitter birth left wounds in earth
That only Christ’s sweet blood could heal.
Cursed ground yields bold tower and spire
Too feed the kingdoms deadly ire.
The spreading hive consumes alive
All seeds of life in fortune’s fire.
Then, an Old man saw his newborn child
And God’s face shown as the baby smiled.
Loved one’s and kin are gathered within
That blessed face, God’s seed so wild.
From this blessed human flesh
The breath of life came wild and fresh.
Abraham’s seed, grew like a weed
Through stony street and iron mesh.
From the seed that God implanted
Came the blessed Tree He granted.
The Tree of Life, to end our strife
In innocent soil of Eden replanted.
The group of twelve, the church, the tribe
Hoist high the grail to life revive
Enoch’s wounds healed, God’s gate revealed
On the twelve wide path that God prescribes
Through Calvary’s gate Christ leads us
From this world that drains and bleeds us,
To an Eden’s shore forevermore
The blessed fruit of life He feeds us.
Yet, the world was slow to yield her dead
And on Christ’s blood her horror fed.
The poison tree caused men to see
Christ’s story as its poison instead.
But in the end, Christ’s light shown through
And from this world of death we flew.
Truth lost the day. Life came to stay,
Christ’s fruit of life was born anew.
As Enoch’s spawn came to an end
Slain Tribal roots sprout once again.
The cities waned, their power drained
While tribes their garden’s births attend.
A New Age of Innocence came
Unnoticed, slowly, with no name.
For centuries life grew like trees
As cities stoked their dimming flame.
The squares and cubes of city strife
Yielded to softened folds of life,
The human hives to wilds of tribes,
Labors bondage to gardens rife.
From the crumbling civil towers
Blind men searched for hostile powers.
Something to blame, to attack or maim,
And stall their dreaded final hour.
The force outside the city wall
Was quiet, invisible to all,
Bereft of hate, propelled by fate
Like gentle rain’s rock cutting fall.
Wild tide surged where city walls stood
Nescient of evil and of good.
Cities shed tears, and named their fears
The Magic Lands, The Elfin Wood.
Circa 2216 AD
Author: Unknown
Here's a little dity that droped out of the temporal distortion field in my back yard.. What do you think?
I think they got their rhyme scheme from the Dwarfs in The Hobbit?
Slouching towards Bethlehem
A story the Bible told me.
The Markets left the World scene first
Then, unvanquished Nations fell to earth.
The Poets howled, the Leaders growled
Only Life shed quiet tears of mirth
This day it stops, the journey’s close.
From Adam’s feast to here it flows.
The fruit he ate to wisdom sate
Held poison for the world he chose.
Adam’s world changed into his hell,
As from the sight of God he fell.
His bitter fate; doomed to create
A world where life is what you sell.
.
Abel’s sown blood seeded Cain’s field
And Enoch’s walls grew as its yield.
This bitter birth left wounds in earth
That only Christ’s sweet blood could heal.
Cursed ground yields bold tower and spire
Too feed the kingdoms deadly ire.
The spreading hive consumes alive
All seeds of life in fortune’s fire.
Then, an Old man saw his newborn child
And God’s face shown as the baby smiled.
Loved one’s and kin are gathered within
That blessed face, God’s seed so wild.
From this blessed human flesh
The breath of life came wild and fresh.
Abraham’s seed, grew like a weed
Through stony street and iron mesh.
From the seed that God implanted
Came the blessed Tree He granted.
The Tree of Life, to end our strife
In innocent soil of Eden replanted.
The group of twelve, the church, the tribe
Hoist high the grail to life revive
Enoch’s wounds healed, God’s gate revealed
On the twelve wide path that God prescribes
Through Calvary’s gate Christ leads us
From this world that drains and bleeds us,
To an Eden’s shore forevermore
The blessed fruit of life He feeds us.
Yet, the world was slow to yield her dead
And on Christ’s blood her horror fed.
The poison tree caused men to see
Christ’s story as its poison instead.
But in the end, Christ’s light shown through
And from this world of death we flew.
Truth lost the day. Life came to stay,
Christ’s fruit of life was born anew.
As Enoch’s spawn came to an end
Slain Tribal roots sprout once again.
The cities waned, their power drained
While tribes their garden’s births attend.
A New Age of Innocence came
Unnoticed, slowly, with no name.
For centuries life grew like trees
As cities stoked their dimming flame.
The squares and cubes of city strife
Yielded to softened folds of life,
The human hives to wilds of tribes,
Labors bondage to gardens rife.
From the crumbling civil towers
Blind men searched for hostile powers.
Something to blame, to attack or maim,
And stall their dreaded final hour.
The force outside the city wall
Was quiet, invisible to all,
Bereft of hate, propelled by fate
Like gentle rain’s rock cutting fall.
Wild tide surged where city walls stood
Nescient of evil and of good.
Cities shed tears, and named their fears
The Magic Lands, The Elfin Wood.
Circa 2216 AD
Author: Unknown