This Is Only A Test – A Sestina (Time for Poetry Challenge)

DP Challenge – Time for Poetry

This Is Only A Test           

You have placed upon me the burden of guilt.

Like the mind of a child, you are unable to understand.

Sitting in your pew, beaten up in the name of God

the ordained old man regurgitating to his church

how to think, what to think.  Pulling

at your minds and hearts until you offer release.


As the sinner, I have begged for release

from your prison cell with bars made from guilt.

A bird on a tether is the image pulling

at my plight.  My words, clear to understand

bounce off you, unforgiving as the walls of your church.

Poisoned.  I do not believe in your God.


You preach of love and forgiveness.  God

you say, has sent his messenger to release

us of our sins.  Your sin practiced in your church.

Painted upon my chest.  You beat me with your guilt

like the messenger before those that did not understand.

I run, I wait for the gust, only to feel the pulling.


You say you love me.  The name of love is pulling

at my tether.  Vows can not be broken, so sayeth God

so sayeth you.  How do I make you understand?

Imprisoned.  Suffocating.  The scream needing release

or we will surely die together.  Playing your card of guilt

you do not care.  This is what you learn from your church?


Your mind is like the annual, watered by that church.

One purpose?  One way?  One life?  Something else is pulling

at me, always pulling…always pulling.  My soul, your guilt

both placed inside me.  One by my God, one by your God.

I let the bitterness of guilt rest on my tongue. I choose to release

all you and your kind brewed upon me.  Do you understand?


My words, my sadness, my sickness, simple to understand.

Clear for all to see, but you are blinded by your church.

Blinded by your short sightedness. If you should release

me, what would happen?  What do you fear?  Is your pulling

out of fear, out of commitment, ordered by your God?

What would be left if you dropped your arrows of guilt?


Guilt is your poison, I will no longer inject.  Understand

I believe in a God, the same as you and your church.

The same God that instills the Pulling, the same God that gives my Release.


Google definition of a Sestina:

noun: sestina; plural noun: sestinas

  1. 1.
    a poem with six stanzas of six lines and a final triplet, all stanzas having the same six words at the line-ends in six different sequences that follow a fixed pattern, and with all six words appearing in the closing three-line envoi.

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