Love Poem: Mary Magdelen
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Written by: Eileen R. Kelly

Mary Magdelen

Imperial rose, 
surrender not 
embattled warrior 

her temple protect, 
enhanced by her love 
queen of heaven, 
star of the sea 

the divine one, 
spiritual committment, 
evangalist free 

where there is question- 
there is doubt- 

constructed mainly 
of myth 

fanatic madman 
conceal truth 

mad man made lies- 
peppered the globe 
"the sacrificed" holy war 

Were you not the 
true God - direct discendant 
a madmans' disdain - 

giver of life-not killer 
this strong belief deep 
spiritual inner 

Jealousy, runs' rife 
woman born with intuition 
blessed diligently 
barer of life 

religious "madman" 
"unholy fanatic" 
artificial stimulant 
(weapons) his choice...

stand over tactics 
ruination of families 
incapable performer...

...many no longer rejoice... 

women leave you in droves 
in search of safe happy homes 

Roman imperial 
blatant crusader 
claim "holy war"- 

Roman tyrant 
man of violent mind- 
perverse corrupt 

time, power reduced discipline 
church decree enforced sin 
wrongful authority 
mass destruction- 

Mary-this religion 
medieval sexism 
the owl waits 

these christian bigots
bend with hell 
separate fact from fiction 
sinners' truth unseen... 

legend or story whenever 
told, too dangerous to 
reveal truth- 

past soon align with future 
mad man is edens beast 
punnish woman for sexual 
acts- 

mad man weaker sex- 
vile tormenter 
these mad men 
do not themselves 
repent 

global "nut jobs" 
with out resolve 
mad man jealous of women? 

Mary, Jesus's favourite 
disciple-peacemaker 
inherit the earth 

Jesus acknowledged 
her self worth married- 
or not,... 

church incestial perverse 
priesthood a crock 

scriptures doctored 
catholic lies 
sinners in church hide 

the question begs 
men and woman 
can they ever 
be real partners? 
sexual disasters? 

while this truth? is 
unclear, remains a 
world alert-aware 

unfounded unity 
corruption too vile 
history-angel 
unforgiving self destroy 

herstory yet to be revealed 
the peices are fitting 
mad man ruination, rulers of 
nothing complete- 
incomplete...

...this world crumbling...
...and all true love retreats...