The Nun in the Vatican{a paradoxical love-st

23 Nov 2008

·Nathan Pratley

The Nun in the Vatican {a paradoxical love-story} CANTO 1 I ran across the Nunnery floor, I try’d to open the scullery door, twas not the same as in my dream, for the pregnant nun was ne’er clean, Satan’s seed had done its deed, in deluge black and sufferance the Vatican walls bore utterance. In crime or tort the nun did squeal, in day or night her dream was real. Long did she try getting out, but the Vatican walls would scream and shout, how she hungered for the chance, to kiss her god and raise her lance. No journey gave the nun a break, cross mountains bleak or blood-filled lake, a tunnelled wish she once repelled came back her way to cut the deal, the walls were thick with Satan’s spell, the nun would live her life in Hell. A lump appeared in her gut, an arm, a leg, and then a foot, not a girl nor a boy the thing which grew could ne’er joy. She knelt before the Holy Cross. But could not confide in her boss! And then she turned to look away, but there was Satan who took his play. He raped the nun with abstract motion with friction hot and no cool lotion; she closed her eyes and begged for a mission, but satin’s showed no contrition, he finished off and wiped his file; the nun broke down and spewed her bile. Then came a monk out of the wall, who drank the bile, and watched her fall. The nun took shelter from the cold, for now her life would soon be sold, but who would pay the asking price? The walls turned black and smelt of Christ, and let no vision masquerade said the devil has he played, for now the nun had found a friend, but the devil would ne’er let it end! A Negro-Christ touched her head, the shaking nun turned to red, “I’ll let no spirit take your mind” the nun knew what she’d have to find, and Satan drooled in admiration and envisioned her emancipation. “There’s no-one who can capture me” said the Devil in words of three. She ran away with ‘babes in arms’ while callas Jud write a Psalm, the nun did stroll a path of pure, which beat a haste to Satan’s door. She toddled in and felt the pain, for she saw Jesus in her brain, the Devil laughed and took his gain, and raped the virgin once again, with climax reached and syes galore the nun received Satan spore Upon the morn of last-nights frenzy the devil knew that he had plenty, he took a whip and stroked the nun who screamed and cried and wouldn’t come, and Jesus wept from within the wall, and watched for Judas, get the call, Satan dance upon the fire, the nun got dress in her attire, and know the game had been for told, and what of the secrets the Vatican holds? The nun grew corpulent with her bastard child, thoughts of her wisdom drove her wild, and Jesus took it as a sign and asked the Lord ‘can he resign? The devil staff grew with rage as he put the nun in a cage, “I’ll keep you here till you calve and if you die I will not starve” Jesus took this as a war and knew that Satan could not score, but little he knew of is end, with Judas Escariet as is friend. The nights grew warm, the devil slept, Jesus coward; Judas wept, A New World Oder, put to the test, with outcast years and endless rest, a journey to a new beginning, where man was born and Satan winning, the nun thought that she’d escaped she’d had enough of being raped, she walk into a land un-certain, but what she saw behind the curtain, would last a lifetime if she was dreaming, but then the Devil is always scheming. The nun walked through a wooden gate; she wondered what might have been her fate, IF THIS BE LIFE, THEN, I WISH FOR DEAD, as thoughts of childhood ran through her head, She came across a loving couple, she found their movements oh so supple, she said to them what be your names? Eve & Adam we are to blame, for what thou crime the nun did spake, a bright red apple that Eve did take. For whom are you Adam asked? I am a nun with a mammoth task, where do you come from, where doth thou dwell, and are you free from Satan’s spell? No I’m not the nun did say, I come to this garden and I will prey, a cancer grows inside my womb, the Devils seed as called my doom, then you shall ne’er fear again, we’ll find the love to mend your pain. There came a noise from near the tree, then Jesus fell upon his knees, forgive me friends for I have faltered, and many things can not be altered, but I have got a sacred plan, the second comm’eth of a man, he will perform spells of magic, Satan knows he thinks it’s tragic, how can we trust you, broken man? Why, Adam, I’m your biggest fan, I’ve seen your type once before, and I shalt not believe no more! The commune slept upon the ground, the Devil stood upon a mound, and made a plan to cause bad friction, which in the future would be call fiction. Satan looked at Eve’s white skin, his evil grew, he felt a sin. He reached across to touch her body, his staff grew hard, he wasn’t sorry; he thrust himself up Eve’s channel and spent his seed just like an animal. Eve woke up to see his eyes and witnessed her demise; she screamed aloud and woke the sleepers, Adam shouted jeepers, creepers, what have thou done to my woman, while Satan finished off his coming, eve stood up and ran to Adam, they looked at Jesus with hellish damming, thou said that this would ne’er happen, do I detect that there’s a pattern, and if there is then you’re a liar, and your word is worthless, and oh so dire. Jesus went to call his dad, for he knew his plan was going bad “tell me father what to do, for I have put my trust in you” a voice was heard that shook the valley, now Jesus knew he could not dally, I know now what I have to do, to make amends and turn the screw, Satan looked him in the face and said I’ve set a different pace, you can not save those worthless sinners, for they now think black, and they are winners. Judas appeared from behind the rock and put the women in the dock, your crime is plain for all to see, for life is ready to live in thee, and let no other cull your mind, and think of what you’ve left behind, Satan started to cross examine and asked deep questions of their planning, “doth thou bellies yearn for comfort or is thou visions less then perfect? And doth thou not deserve, and is your wanting quite absurd? Judas looked inside is mind, “the things I’ll do are so unkind” but he knew not which way to turn, but knew one day is head would burn, meanwhile Satan upped the stakes, while Jesus slowly used the breaks “lets all think hard about this mess” Satan laughed, and took off Eve’s dress, Judas watched the Devil writhe, and felt an hardness in is side, he knew at once what he should do, but closed his eyes and followed through. Jesus cried out aloud, and got the interest of the crowd, he turned to Judas with a blackened look, and said the things you’ve done, makes you a crook, Judas said you told me to, now pray tell master what shall I do, up popped Satan with a smile, and told old Jud, you’ve got good style, the way you sock it to that wench, led Adam to the stream to wrench. So Eve was full of arms and legs, for someone had covered all her eggs, but who would have the strongest seed? And who would be the biggest weed? The nun and Eve consoled each other, knowing soon that they’d be mother, but would they love their bastard child’s and who’d tick their box’s in their files, the desperate women washed there hands knowing they had many fans, but what of the men could they trust, and all because of Satan’s lust. Adam sobbed amongst the lilies, for he was helpless around the fillies, he’d stood and watched is girl get entered, his faith in god was seriously dented, he asked is lord why this be, “for I have always believed in thee” the came a sign from with-in the heavens, with enigma strong and realms’ of sevens; oh my master you’ve let me down for my girl Friday wears a frown, the Devil’s done his beastly best, and infected her with a little pest. Jesus wept and felt so low, for he was a little touch and go; he told himself that he must try harder, if he was to become a martyr,he’d have to use peace and love, and inspiration from above, if he were to beat the Devil, and let true wisdom go on and prevail, but dark visions plagued is mind, a different movement he’d have to find, for if he wants to beat lord Satan, he’d have to find a brand new patent. Adam walked into the night, for things were hazy and not quite right, he try’d to fathom out’ why him; but he knew that he was dim, then out popped Judas from behind a rock, who noticed Adam was down on his luck, “come on man’ smile up your face’ don’t you want to win this race”? Adam looked him in the face, and told him that he had no pace; Judas said he had a plan, of how to trap the worthless man, We’ll trick that man who thinks he cares, and help the man who really dares, we need to find another stage, to wreck his plans in mists of rage; the Devil heard the callous pair, make their plans with much despair, I’ll make it easy for you to win, Satan said with a devilish grin, he’ll ne’er know of his fate, I’ll have his head upon a plate, and when his father sends down a sign, I’ll play the game of endless time, so carry on has nothings wrong, have faith in me, and you’ll be strong, Beside the bank of the sacred river, the nun and Eve took time to dither, what shall we do with our offspring? We’ll find our fate and sing a fine song; Are you scare the nun asked Eve, yes, I felt the shame as I conserved, and what of you fair Holy women, I’m scared to but I’m still humming, how did we let this moment happen, and what of our religious mapping, and shall we find our Holy King? And shall we cry and sing? I don’t want, what he left behind [1] Come along with me, into the dark of night: Come find yourself, and pray for morning light: Watch my body hurt with pain: Come, come, come do it again: [Chorus] See me hanger through wild illusion, see me climax in bad confusion; See me cower like a child, see me run through lands so wild; All I ask is to live life simple, but someone squeezed me like a pimple; [2] We found ourselves like two lost rainbows, lost of faith like women scarecrows, used, and beaten, then wiped-out, and all for the cost of a devils shout, it make no sense to look for hope, now look at him and spread the rope; [Chorus] See me hanger through wild illusion, see me climax in bad confusion; See me cower like a child, see me run through lands so wild; All I ask is to live life simple, but someone squeezed me like a pimple; [3] There came a man who try’d to save’wer, but he was weak and not a kind sir, he told us that he would protect, a token gift that we reject, and in the end we see no light, but see our hearts die with fright; [Chorus] See me hanger through wild illusion, see me climax in bad confusion; See me cower like a child, see me run through lands so wild; All I ask is to live life simple, but someone squeezed me like a pimple; [4] To be continued

2

0

Nathan Pratley

Find out more about Nathan Pratley.

Comments

Sign in or sign up to comment on this poem!

Poems by style

Poems by content

About MyPoetryForum

If you enjoy poetry, this forum is the ideal place for you to read new poems, meet the authors and improve your own poetry by judging and discussing the poetry of others.