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You call it disgrace
I call it freedom
You won't speak to my face
But you'll rip out my spine
I laugh at your words
Too careless to heed them
I don't follow your morals
And you don't follow mine

So what can you tell me
That I should believe?
Was I truly created
With no option to feel?
You may call it a choice
Facades a mind can conceive
But your opinion won't make this
Any less real

And you wonder somewhere
In the back of your mind
If my "opprobrious" ways
Are disgraceful at all
Because inside your heart
Buried too deep to find
You've felt the same things
Now concealed by your wall

So you watch as I pass
A canvas covered with life
Colors you'd wished to wear
But opted to hide
You ask your God to explain
All of your internal strife
You're society's puppet
Deprived and denied
©2004-2009 #dapride
:icondapride:

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Hello all, ~iamsplee here.

For our school's lit mag, I was assigned to write a poem given the word "opprobrium."

opprobrium:

noun
1. disgrace arising from exceedingly shameful conduct; ignominy. 2. scornful reproach or contempt: a term of opprobrium. 3. a cause of shame or disgrace


This is my poem, and I hope you understand its meaning.

Hypocrisy is a funny thing, no?

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:iconkitty-girl:
very very good!!! i like it o.o

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And shepherds we shall be, for thee my Lord for thee, power hath descended forth from thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out thy command. We shall flow a river forth to thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be. In nomine Patris, et Filii, et S
:iconstupidgit:
Very very nice. Interesting idea for a school assignment as well.
:iconacidrose:
Beautifully written. :clap: Very nice.

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--If homosexuality is a disease, can I call into work gay? :pride:Color Me!Sirius is ALIVE
:iconnokros:
This has a wonderful rhythm to it, which would make it ideal for being spoken. Very well written all around, gets the point (which is a beauitful point) across pperfectly. Even if I had not read the introduction and learned what "opprobrium" means, I would still understand what it means (at least for the context of the poem), which says a lot for the writing.

"But your opinion won't make this
Any less real" <-- Beautiful lines.

Good job! :)
:icontrippedinthedark:
I love it!! I wish they would assign something like this for me at school!!
:iconthegreatwcfields:
I stand before you here, or rather sit before you as I type these words, in utter stupification. I am in the process of writing a column or article about how the members of the church are so anxious to deprive a group of persecuted people their civil liberties. I speak of the lately debated question of same sex marriage. I am researching the history of the church, and in particular the protestant religions and the so-called Great Reformers, such as John Calvin and Martin Luther. One of the books I have been reading is a small volume compilation of lectures given to the Post–Graduate Classes of the University of Georgetown by M. F. Morris then a professor of Constitutional Law in the winters of 1895–6 and 1896–7. The lectures deal with the history of Constitutional and Civil Liberties throughout the history of Human kind, and the word he uses most frequently when describing these not–so–great Reformers is the title of your poem.

When I saw your title, and then read the poem, I gained so much insight into the subject. Your words are inspiration to me! One of the messages that Mr. Morris drives home in his message is that Civil Liberty apart from Religious Liberty is impossible, and Freedom of Religion without Freedom of Conscience is the purest form of fiction. When the Christ spoke to the people during the Sermon on the Mount and said that there are only two commandments: to Love God and Love your neighbour, he was in actuality speaking of freedom of conscience, religion, and civilian. One cannot withhold liberties from one's neighbours and live those two commandments as well. One who would commit such a sin would deserve the most horrid obloquies that any one could promulgate. It is this very sin that the Protestant Evangelical Churches are committing with invectives so opprobrious as to even cause the Savior to hang His head in shame. I doubt if that would be the kind of message He would want His church to be sending to the world, especially during this the most Holy Season in the Christian calendar, and especially when He said His people would be known by how much they loved.

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I shall pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do or any kindness that I can show to any human being, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it for I shall not pass this way again. :pride:
:iconthegreatwcfields:
Nearly forgot... :+fav:

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I shall pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do or any kindness that I can show to any human being, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it for I shall not pass this way again. :pride:
:icond2diamond:
Sounds like you've just written your article.

Well said, for the both of you!

:clap:

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:iconyekdorb:
this is a very solid poem. feels like running into a brick wall but not bothering to notice you've stopped. liberating.
sorry if i'm making no sense. what i mean is, this is an amazing poem. mind-blowing, honest, and. . .wow. i salute you. :salute:
:iconmaterialgirl377:
beautifully written...great job :D

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"Writing is a lot like sex. At first you do it because you like it. Then you find yourself doing it for a few close friends and people you like. But if you're any good at all...you end up doing it for money."

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