I think I just blew a fuse. I generally do my best to be positive, but today I read a post that said that God picks and chooses who lives and who dies.

specifically it said that God chooses children to die so that he has younger angels in heaven. That's such crap. I'm so upset I can barely type. Why would a person post poetry like that? How can writings such as that be of any comfort? Obviously the person who wrote that poem knows nothing of which they write. I understand the need to blame God for the loss of a loved one, especially a child. I understand the anger, but I don't, and will not understand how people think that kind of rubbish could possibly be helpful to a grieving parent, or anyone for that matter. Gee guess I'm more upset than I thought. I know it's not true. My heart, and soul tell me that those words are not true. I have tried so hard to be helpful, and comforting to others, and others on this site have been very comforting, and helpful to me. Maybe it's time for me to stop writing here? I believe we all grieve in different ways and at different times. I know we all have the right to grieve however we need to, but for goodness sakes why use God to bring people who are already grieving down? This is my opinion, and I have a right to it. I don't find it comforting to think that God took my children for these unfounded reasons. I don't find poetry of this nature to be helpful. I do feel that these words have been more harmful than good to me. I don't like to get this worked up over words, but to me I find these types of poetry to push my grief to a new level. I stand up for God. I apologize for being offensive, but I'm not sorry for venting my anger, and frustration. I believe in a kind, and loving God. I believe that God gave his only begotten Son so that we all will be welcomed in heaven. I have asked why myself many times, and I'd rather live with no answer at all than think for one second that my Father in heaven took my children on purpose. The End.

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Comment by bluebird on August 24, 2014 at 9:42pm

Zell,

It is a wonderful poem, isn't it. I didn't write it, though -- W.H. Auden did. But yeah, it captures this hell very well, I think.

Comment by anne on August 23, 2014 at 9:48pm

Linda did not write the poem. She just posted it.

Comment by bluebird on August 23, 2014 at 6:00pm

I'm agnostic, verging on atheist since my husband died. If there is a god, I detest her/him, because s/he did nothing to prevent my husband's death.  And even I don't believe that god, if there is such a being, kills people or allows them to die because s/he needs more angels in heaven or any such shite.

I didn't see or read the poem you are all talking about, and I don't know if I know Linda (I'm assuming she only posted the poem, and that she didn't write it)...but there is a lot of really bad poetry written about death and the afterlife and so forth. Bad as in trite, clichéd, poorly written, very rhymey-rhymey (yes, not a word, I know), etc. On top of which, it assumes knowledge of a god that no human can know (if that being exists at all).

Anyway, i'm getting off topic, sorry. As a poet, I have a serious distaste for bad poetry. If I may, I would like to post here a very good poem about death, written by W.H. Auden, usually called "Stop All The Clocks" after its first line:

 

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

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