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I refuse to bless you when you sneeze
the practice is outdated, an old myth.
I have more faith in words heard on the breeze
than in the holy books you pelt me with.
It's not that I disparage your beliefs,
no, individuals must choose their own.
I'd rather like to turn a newer leaf –
expose the bias of religious drones.
I will not argue; try to change your mind
that's not my purpose, I would never show
such disrespect. If you respond in kind,
we can agree to disagree and grow.
The mountain's stance does not refer to me;
in my small ways, I stand for what I see.
the practice is outdated, an old myth.
I have more faith in words heard on the breeze
than in the holy books you pelt me with.
It's not that I disparage your beliefs,
no, individuals must choose their own.
I'd rather like to turn a newer leaf –
expose the bias of religious drones.
I will not argue; try to change your mind
that's not my purpose, I would never show
such disrespect. If you respond in kind,
we can agree to disagree and grow.
The mountain's stance does not refer to me;
in my small ways, I stand for what I see.
My first sonnet for my current poetry class. Inspired from the first day of class actually...a couple times people sneezed and others murmured their bless yous, even the prof after he finished his comments once made a sideways bless you. So, there you have it.
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I love the tone of this piece, and the flow. I find that it's difficult to take essentially prosaic dialogue and still make it seem like poetry, but you accomplished this brilliantly. Not that I'm surprised. 