04-10-2014, 02:12 PM
(04-09-2014, 06:13 PM)Mopkins Wrote: The Doctrine PedlarI found the poem to be well written and entertaining. It's hard to find anything to change without getting incredibly nit-picky. One thing I noticed was at times a line doesn't flow perfectly, such as the line beginning "so read those" and the line that follows. Again, a very entertaining read.
HE:
I've Come to sell you God Madam - He's in this Magazine.
I came here on a Bicycle, I'm really very Keen.
SHE:
So you would sell me God would you, well really, aren't you sweet!
Come in for some refreshments dear, and rest your tired feet.
HE:
Just let me park the Bicycle my Church has lent to me;
I'm on it all the time now and it's Really Splendid, see!
SHE:
Oh isn't mankind clever to make such a contraption
That takes one's feet clear off the ground - no circumambulation
Allowed when one has such a thing to carry one around!
You could almost give up thinking with such a bell to sound!
Come in, Religious Caller, do come in and have a cake
And have a glass of water and some conversation make
With a crazy old woman who no longer rides a bike,
And go on, put the pamphlets there between us if you like.
So you would sell me God would you? The Grail as Magazine?
Do sit down on the sofa while I find a glass that's clean.
I know my knowledge of Him is a tiny speck of dust
So are you then a genius to say you have Him sussed?
HE:
I'm Proud to say that I know God much better that my Peers -
All my Church's Publications I've Studied hard for Years!
I can Recite a dozen Prayers (and some of them in Verse)
And with Somebody Elses's Words we once a day Converse.
I know lots of the Old Testament, Especially all the Rules,
And all the Pat Responses for the Unbelieving Fools.
My Church will have a Brochure to say what is Wrong with Yours,
You no longer need a conscience for We'll tell you all your Flaws.
And We can make you Holy with this Weekly Magazine
And Nobody would ever guess the Sinner you have been.
It may sound to you Exclusive, it may sound a little Odd,
But I confirm it Madam, We've the Copyright on God!
SHE:
Well I confess that I'm a fool, I barely know my Lord,
Although I too have read some books that hail from abroad.
I rarely get around to prayer, especially not in rhyme;
We never get the chance because we're talking all the time.
You've memorized Leviticus, I know the Song Of Songs
And you know Him and I know Him and both of us are wrong.
I don't believe your doctrine can confine The Boundless One...
And I'd rather not fellowship with petty quarrel numb -
So here dear, have a cupcake, for a year you'll need not eat,
Because inside that cupcake is a paddockful of wheat!
Here's your glass of water, you can drink it in a minute,
Careful how you hold it for I put an ocean in it!
And do look out this window here and tell me if you see
Like I do when I look through it the entire galaxy?
HE:
You Did say you were Crazy but I thought it was in Jest!
And I've got other Calls to Make, I'll let you have a Rest.
But if you've got any Questions I can bring an Elder and
He'll Explain about my Faith what I don't Understand
He's got a Bike just like mine! He's been Riding it for Years
And places lots of Pamphlets 'cause he's Better at the Gears.
So read those Magazines and I'll bring more in a Fortnight;
If you Subscribe as I do then you'll Probably be alright.
Oh and do you like my New Shoes? They're made of Crocodile!
Goodbye Madam, God Bless you and I'll see you in a While.
SHE:
Oh Witness Lord, the borrowed bike and hear the tinny bell!
Behold the Doctrine Pedlar that would save my soul from hell!
Oh look he's off already when we'd only just begun -
Come help me with the jigsaw then and have a bit of fun!
For You're a jigsaw puzzle that not one of us can solve;
And each one holds the merest piece and thinks he has the whole!
A vast eternal jigsaw with innumerable parts
Surpassing all the Golden Calves you find in human hearts!
Oh who knows You but You alone? Come sit down here with me,
These magazines will fuel the fire and we'll have veal for tea!
