Refugees of Reason

By gthomasknox

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Rejection
The Devil
Refugees of Reason
Brexit
Upon Reading Steppenwolf
The Used Book Store
Far Away
Beautiful Child
Prairie Winter Sunset From The Driver's Window
Recalling Picking Rocks
The Cement That Binds
Cabernet
A Dreary Humble Day
close to her
A Party Most Excited
99 Percent
The Polyester Closet
Just Once
Dad
Gendering
Upon Waking
Last Night
qu'appelle
Native Child of Glasgow
Truth Be Told
Melting
Two Ladies
The Voices at Rancourt
The Poppy that I Picked
Up on Sikman Hill
the window
our backyard
Up On Bear Creek
Hate
Lyon
From Paris Window Watching
The Garden
Dragonfly
Knowing You Are in the World
Respect
Outside The Bean Scene
Dust, 1971
Daughter, let us trust once again
This Wreck
This Bond Between Us
I Do Not Weep For You
On Beauty
Sleepy Okanagan Sunset
The Night
who am i
August 1918
Like a String of Pearls Untethered
No Escape
alone at Brown's
absence
Gonna Go
Eagle, Bald Eagle
She Keeps It Hidden Well
Love is the silence
The Burning Barrel
No Concert Here Tonight
Terror in Edmonton
A shot in the arm
Tuxford School Yard
Snow Upon the Ground Tonight
Silence
When Men Were Tougher Than The Times
the scythe
The Dance of the Snow Geese
These Cold, Cold Days Since November
Melancholy
Christmas, 2017
On Revisiting Rousseau
To be alive!
Certainty
A Fence That Was So Much More Useful Than It Is Today
You Help Me
You Help Me
You Help Me
You Help Me
You Help Me
You Help Me
You Help Me
70 Cents on a Dollar
untitled
Pain
Pineywoods Lake
I went for a walk in the nearby wood
The Mirror
April, 2018
Chronic Ambiguity
Upon Reading Barbusse's Under Fire
the noise in the kitchen
highway 35
Lovely Are the Moments After
These Soft Hands
The Last Man Standing in the World
Memories
vigilance my gardening friends
a love poem
Altered Landscape
The Closest Thing to Immortality
Philosophy from a Shuswap Campsite
in a hurry
silent confession
anger
Death Comes Upon Summer
Too Close For Comfort
The last butterfly
Momentary Glances
I read a book
The Consequence of Libertarianism
Passage
No Answer
You Needed Me To Listen
Into Your Slumbering Reclining Head
eggs and hot sauce
Do you think
immersion
The Paradox
Upon the Stones of Kenilworth
You know what it is?
This is My Haven (Heaven)
Meeting Place
We Exit
untitled
GoldfishTM
man's dominion
on the window sill
waiting
Your Shy Song
Out There
no liberal at all
nearly struck by a lightening rod
That Little Prick
hope
Reflections from Westminster Bridge
unmasked
courage
Spencer Tracy's Hat
Sunset
215
See the beauty in every day
A Table Set For You and Me
Bad Western
Pestilence
the race is on
bugaboo
dreams of you
You Help Me
You Help Me
You Help Me
Moons Don't Crash from Heavens Above

Salvation

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By gthomasknox

There is a path that one can take;
a righteous path, for right is right;
a path many want to follow, and,
indeed, even more feel it is a need.
Though many find it an elusive goal
— a soul's salvation —
the path, the wise and pious say all must travel,
"is just and right," and this we know,
for it is written thus — full of charity
they want to act as our guide:
"follow me," they advocate, "all are welcome."

It takes a revelation, they say, to spot what's right
and sift through the nature of these things
as only a privileged few can do.
And again, they reiterate, "ours is the way,"
along a path at once virtuous and enlightened,
as one believes,
and, for certain, one must believe in just such a way,
it's understood their's must be the only course.

"Ours, the only true and righteous path," they say;
and behold!
the path narrows and permits only the very few,
only those with an equally narrow view,
but one so irrefutable that others must give way.
Now heed as a religion becomes a faction,
and no sooner that, than it's now a sect,
and their's becomes the only true way,
and freed we are from many an earthly obligation.

Dogmatic now,
more so than even the original canon.
In short order their views narrow more,
for salvation is only for the very select
as they become greater than their faith.
And more stridently now than before,
"salvation," they say, "is just down this path;
it's only just a little ways
— for those who are accepted.
Let me take you there,
follow me along the path,"
though it be narrow, we are the chosen few.

~gtk

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