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Monday, November 20, 2023

Matt Brown's Favourite Poem - Special Edition

Matt Brown’s Favourite Poem

A time, and a time again
He heard the whisper
Over the starry rooftop
Then ignored the accuser
A part of the greater family
Retreated from the façade
Part of the bride, with his       
He is here, we thank God

Image courtesy of Matt Brown
Though time divides
By space or not
Friend and brother
We never forgot 

Return to cemetry gates
But only in reminiscence
He writes of a robot toaster
With intellectual abundance
Though with frosted head
And lines read between
Wisdom written on his face
Not from the silver screen
 
A legacy for many, he lives
And departs his experience
To the next generation
Not sole, but his soul audience
Blinded by faith and sight
With and without doubts
His steps stay the course
Stand firm! The rock shouts
 
Though time divides
By space or not
Friend and brother
We never forgot
 
The greater family, our names
Written in the book of Eternity
The survivor has more to write
Until that day of immortality

~

(Inspired by the title, not the content, of "Marlene Dietrich's Favourite Poem" by Peter Murphy.)

Wednesday, November 1, 2023

Tomatoes - a short story

Tomatoes

"Tomato debris on the church building."
by 
Mr. Muddy Suitman is licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0
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There once was a church with some believers who disagreed with others on a specific topic. Sometimes the disagreement escalated into shouting, other times into gossip and even insults. They all believed that Jesus is the Vine, and the believers are the branches. But soon they allowed their disagreement to divide. So, some attended the new “Church of Tomatoes Are Fruit,” and some attended “Tomatoes Are a Vegetable Church,” while several others were so disenfranchised they no longer attended church nor ate tomatoes. One day, when no one was looking, many of them got tomatoes in their eyes when Jesus returned.