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Fundamentalism,
in any shape or form and in relation to any religion or cause…is a tragedy. The
fundamentalist becomes as much a victim of his or her way of thinking as anyone
that gets in its way.
Blood
spilt and lives ruined can never be excused.
The main
reason I cannot empathize with (any) religion is that is has, for centuries,
been directly or indirectly responsible for shedding blood and dividing not
only families but also whole communities; little if anything has changed as far
as I can see, and the sheer intransigence of various socio-cultural-religious
groups is largely responsible for the 21st century getting off to a
poor start.
Thank goodness (and we all need to remember) the majority of ordinary, religious-minded people are no more fundamentalists than the majority of ordinary German people were Nazis during Word War 2, the events leading up to it or since.
This poem
is a villanelle.
FUNDAMENTALLY
FLAWED
Love
tempestuous,
root of
evil
(death of
Judas)
Wanton,
impetuous,
dressed
to kill,
love
tempestuous
Deaf-blind
justice
making
its call
(death of
Judas?)
Madly
zealous
with a
will…
love
tempestuous
To truth,
oblivious,
hope in
free-fall
(death of
Judas?)
Be fools
or martyrs
at its
call…
Love
tempestuous,
death of
Judas
Copyright R. N. Taber 2003; 2013
Copyright R. N. Taber 2003; 2013
[Note: A slightly different version of today’s poem was
first published in an anthology, Prisms
of Light, Poetry Now (Forward Press) 2003, and subsequently in The Third Eye by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2004.]
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