Cardinal sitting in judgement
like some religious sect,
perched in the barren trees of life.
Gazing in our world's windows,
passing a decree of survival
on the race of man.
Scouting the forest of the soul
to enhance our already dying sphere.
Singing out in contempt against
the advancing destruction of humanity.
A bird's eye clerical view
of man's ecosystem cruelty.
Soaring upward searching for fresh air,
a fruitless task is indeed at hand.
Pious opinions from wandering guardians
are no apparent relevance.
For man is the true judge
of man's dogmatic destiny on earth.
For convictions other than our own
we employ a decree of silence swiftly.
For not to risk upheaval in the masses
shall we listen to the sky messengers?
A deaf ear to our priestly fathers
means chaos on the winds of change.
To catch the ear not by preaching
should be our main concern presently.
To believe dogma of red robed ancient flyers
serving God eternally.
Do we dare believe we desire
to salvage what we leisurely murder?
Timothy Michael DiVito c1991
I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on three other books at the present time. The first is entitled "The Angel and the Witches, the second is "Once Upon A Halloween" and the third is "The Devil's Playground".
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