Divine Fervour
Might there exist a more subtle Trojan
horse than the beguiling beauty of
exquisite art to pacify suspicion and
arouse grateful enthusiasm in the minds
of the recipients for their benefactors
teaching them the intricacies of complex
mathematics, scientific enquiry and the
execution of sublime architectural
details, the painting of unrivalled in
beauty art in a generosity of spirit
reciprocated by blind trust. The cunning
of patience verily is a timeless virtue
whose reward may be long in coming
but when it does success is manifest.
Such are plans that may yet go awry
and such was the plan that did when
Europe shrugged off the placating
overtures of Islam's silk-threaded bonds
to reassert Christianity, a rejection
whose heated rage has served to turn
suasion in the direction of violence as
the faithful have been recalled to their
duty to the divine purpose of conquest.
Tuesday, September 4, 2018
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Poetry
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