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An Alternative View of Creation or Why There Is Good and Evil
   
Author: Mary Shovlin
   
Poem:
An Alternative View of Creation or Why There Is Good and Evil
   
  An Alternative View to Creation or
Why There is Good and Evil

Forever there was only darkness
yet full of sentience
Then individual life formed
themselves into stars
And there was Light
But as these new-born forms grew
they became aware
not all their brothers and sisters
had the same views
some believed in good
and others in the opposite
which was called evil
and as the dark stars
gathered to impose their views
on thinking on the light stars
one courageous being
named Sting
asked in a loud voice
"Who will join me to fight the evil stars?"
And one very timid star
called Dawn
answered the call
and so they became Creator and Creatoress of good
and they called the light stars
and formed a plan
and all the human beings or life forms
that were ever to live on all worlds
were decided upon
and The Battle between Good and Evil began
in the midst of which was Creation
- the Universes and galaxies and planets

And so the stars took shape
and lived on planets
and the dark stars did the same

The Creators creating Gods in charge
for all individual planets
some Gods not knowing that they were created
and They having their own ways of salvation
to defeat evil
all beings subject
to The Law of Sentience

And Sting and Dawn
Lived and died countless times
moving from planet to planet
Saviors of The Worlds
conquering evil
and releasing the lost souls
until all evil was conquered
throughout all the worlds

the vanquished being shut up in prisons,
but not tortured
- with evolved powers the good created
these prisons so no evil would escape

until Sting and Dawn
came to Earth
in the last days of the 20th Century
The Trinity being True and The Bible
according to Their Beliefs
before They knew of the true tale of Creation
and The Creators having seen Jesus Christ's
Plan for Salvation
realised it was good
and Sting and Dawn
lived on Earth
as human beings
till they conquered
the last Evil

And fulfilling The Law
Sting and Dawn
the Creators of good
went to hell
and were burned up
body and soul
for an Eternity
which is but a split second
as The Sacrifice
to atone to The Law
for evil
so that Evil could be released
from their prisons
and sin no more
and all beings will live
together in Harmony
The War between Good and Evil
being over
and Sting and Dawn
The Gods and Saviors
were lauded and appreciated and loved
but not worshipped
all being equal
as it was in the beginning.

© Mary A. Shovlin September/October 2003
   
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Interpretation of King of Pain (by Sting)
   
Author: Mary Shovlin
   
Poem: Interpretation of King of Pain (by Sting)
   

Clouds on the horizon, building up a storm
Has it ever been different?
My life laid bare ...
The wind blows through my heart, changing my life
And I'm caught in the middle, the nucleus of the storm
And it goes on and on ...

It seems it's always been this way, things going wrong
My mind's so confused, the images run together
And you were always there to set me right
And now you've gone no one can take your place

I'm trapped in circumstance,
But I didn't build the wall
It had to happen
It was predestined, fate ...

Events rebel, they throw us this way, they throw us that
I strain my eyes but I can't see
How I could have acted any different

Sometimes love runs smoothly for certain people
But with us there was always something lurking,
Ready to cause us to part
And now I'm torn apart
And I feel broken, as if I lost something vital to my being,
And clouds are on the horizon, a storm brewing

And I thought you'd always be there to set me right,
to change the course of the wind
Everlasting sun,
But it's my destiny
To be The King of Pain. © Mary A. Shovlin
 
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