Counting Costs

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Aug 7, 2018
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You’ll find no ease along the way,
No rest, no fame, no answers, no mountaintops,
No feast, no festival, no parade and no cheers,
Only hunger and thirst and welling of tears.


You’ll find stink on the cloths of your fellow man,
Bad breath and dirt, foul vomit and spit,
There’ll be blood and gore and hurt and pains,
Beggars crying for answers, prisoners pleading in chains.


Your family will leave, one at a time,
And your treasure will vanish for others to find,
Your clothes will be old, stained and torn; yet clean,
And a bed not always by night will be seen.


Your friends will vanish into the mist,
Chasing objects of luster, but no interest to you,
Your opinions rejected; thoughts reviled, held untrue,
And you fade away fast, no longer wanted or pursued.


After all is attempted and your strength has been rent,
Your work will seem feeble, you’ll count it misspent,
Still the hungry remain, scattered all round,
The broken, the lonely, the captives still abound.


And then as they hone the ax to an edge,
Or the faggots are piled and waiting a flame,
And your term is announced and the end is nigh,
And the last glimpse of earth weeps into your eye.


As I reach for your hand you’ll proclaim in that night,
“Lord your yoke has been easy and your burden light”.
 
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Oh my....

faggot
(ˈfæɡət) or fagot
n
1. a bundle of sticks or twigs, esp when bound together and used as fuel.

I referenced the original meaning of the word, not "Urban Slang." Faggots were piled at the foot of the stakes before the execution of martyrs.
 

Mezame83

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thanks for that clarification. Here in Australia, i hear it used the other way so often.
 
Apr 22, 2019
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Fag is a cigarette in England. I always have to stop and figure out which culture and time is the word used in. A lot of times what is innocent to one is offensive to someone else.
 

stonesoffire

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You’ll find no ease along the way,
No rest, no fame, no answers, no mountaintops,
No feast, no festival, no parade and no cheers,
Only hunger and thirst and welling of tears.


You’ll find stink on the cloths of your fellow man,
Bad breath and dirt, foul vomit and spit,
There’ll be blood and gore and hurt and pains,
Beggars crying for answers, prisoners pleading in chains.


Your family will leave, one at a time,
And your treasure will vanish for others to find,
Your clothes will be old, stained and torn; yet clean,
And a bed not always by night will be seen.


Your friends will vanish into the mist,
Chasing objects of luster, but no interest to you,
Your opinions rejected; thoughts reviled, held untrue,
And you fade away fast, no longer wanted or pursued.


After all is attempted and your strength has been rent,
Your work will seem feeble, you’ll count it misspent,
Still the hungry remain, scattered all round,
The broken, the lonely, the captives still abound.


And then as they hone the ax to an edge,
Or the faggots are piled and waiting a flame,
And your term is announced and the end is nigh,
And the last glimpse of earth weeps into your eye.


As I reach for your hand you’ll proclaim in that night,
“Lord your yoke has been easy and your burden light”.
I totally love this poem!
 

Mezame83

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Mar 18, 2019
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Fag is a cigarette in England. I always have to stop and figure out which culture and time is the word used in. A lot of times what is innocent to one is offensive to someone else.
really i should of realise the context, i feel silly for even questioning it now.
 
Aug 7, 2018
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There is no reason for feeling silly. I chose that word based on the martyrdom of Polycarp as recorded in Fox's Book of Martyrs.

Polycarp refused to be fastened to the stake and assured his persecutors he would stand immovable in the flames. "The flames, on their kindling of the faggots, encircled his body like an arch, without touching him." They then pierced him with a sword.
 
Aug 4, 2019
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Love this poem. Deep, layered and meaningful. Love the reference to Polycarp