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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414056" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In The Fulness Of Time Story Poem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The high priest cleansed the altar stone.<br>Prepared it for the sacrifice, <br> this task was his and his alone.<br>No lesser person would suffice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The voice of God spoke through his priest<br>and no man dared to disobey<br>from the greatest to the least.<br>The high priest held the power to slay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sacrifice a comely youth<br>was not coerced he volunteered.<br>He had no doubt it was the truth <br>that for his life all debts be cleared.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then suddenly a blinding light.<br>White fire consumed the altar stone, <br> the high priest fled in mortal fright.<br>The voice of “God” was but his own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Goddess made her wishes known.<br>A demonstration of her power, <br> she had destroyed the altar stone.<br>No longer need her people cower</div><div style="margin:10px 0">beneath the high priests cruel rule<br>The could return to the old ways, <br>he high priest was power mad fool. <br>Who had perverted ways to praise</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Goddess for all that she supplied.<br>To keep her children clothed and fed <br>Her laws to everyone applied<br>from their birth ‘til they were dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There would be no more sacrifice <br>of pretty maid or comely youth.<br>Their honest worship would suffice<br>The Goddess re -proclaimed the truth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That men should live in amity<br>obey her laws and they would thrive.<br>That they had strayed so foolishly.<br> The Goddess could and would forgive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beware of self appointed priests.<br>They do not, cannot speak for me.<br>But treat them as you would wild beasts <br> which threaten your security.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My yoke is not too hard to bear.<br>Just listen to your inner voice<br> and heed the quiet words you hear.<br> Be glad my children and rejoice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watch and ward and will protect<br>my children who obey my rules<br>The disobedient can expect<br> the punishment reserved for fools.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> For they will surely come to grief.<br>No false priest can usurp my place<br> and propagate his false belief.<br> I am the guardian of your race.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though fierce invaders seize control.<br>Forbidding you to worship me.<br>They will never achieve their goal <br>believers worship secretly.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In sacred groves and forest glades<br> as I have always bid them to.<br>The loyal youths and faithful maids <br>to my commands will remain true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Religions come, religions go<br>as new religions take their place. <br>But as my true believers know.<br> Only the goddess rules by grace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old religion ever new <br>although sometimes its underground <br>or camouflaged but in full view.<br>In all religions I am found.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still worshipped under different names.<br>Regarded as a saint sometimes.<br>Like children’s silly party games<br>I will endure through trying times.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My faithful daughters know its me<br>but let the priests think otherwise.<br>Their stiff necked pride won’t let them see.<br>What’s happening before their eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In time I’ll take my rightful place <br>be worshipped universally.<br>Return men to a state of grace<br> where everyone lives peacefully..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">15-Apr-08</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Http: //blog.myspace.com. /poeticpiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q>
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Prepared it for the sacrifice, 
 this task was his and his alone.
No lesser person would suffice.

The voice of God spoke through his priest
and no man dared to disobey
from the greatest to the least.
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