We are in Hell. We make the best of it, but, make no mistake, we are all in hell. Trapped on an orb surround by endlessness. No hope of escape. Look around. Hate, violence, suffering, mayhem, destruction, cancer, disease, pain, illness, war. Why? The suffering, the decadence, evil. What kind of god would treat us this way? The kind that put us In Hell!
John Prophet is considered by many in the literary world to be the Salvador Dalí of poetry. His rough-hewn unfettered style mimics the artist’s unconventional view of perceived reality. Prophet encourages (through the skeletal approach of his writings) the reader to focus on the individual meaning of each word, thus allowing its message to be front and center. Meaning that can be muted within sentences and paragraphs. This creates vividness otherwise hidden. The skeletal nature of his efforts also allows the reader to flesh out meaning based on the readers personal worldview. Thus no two observers are reading the exact same creation.Wordsmith Association
“stay away” the voices screamed, but my heart beat in denial, everything i was taught i remembered to forgot he’s going to give you more pain this your love is insane i couldn’t let him go you want to know
My beloved I always remember Once my soul Had taken a ride On a marital-bliss river Jubilant nothing or no one Could put us asunder. But after I learnt You have sown mistrust On the fertile ground Of my heart
Welcome! Welcome! I’ve been waiting for you. Now tell me, be honest, what did you do? Walk past the needy, ignoring you knew? Or was it more sinister thought through and well planned? I see you have blood smeared on