My Story, in verse

dedpoet

This is my 1000th post, (light sabre required now), and as I've never told my story on this forum I though I'd do it now. As some of you may be aware, I write poetry, and some even think I'm talented, so I decided to write it down in verse. It's very much a work in progress, I haven't finished it yet, but here's part one:

August 1991 - the lure

Saturday morning, I answer the door
To two guys I've never seen before
But they are so happy to meet me, they say
And isn't it a beautiful day
I invite them in, offer them tea
I ask what they're selling, they tell me it's free
They open their Bibles, read a scripture or two
And ask me for my point of view
I hadn't read the Bible for many a day
So I couldn't think of what to say
They said they would be willing to help me learn
And asked me if they could return
Being curious, I readily agreed
So they left me with a tract to read
I read the tract, the ideas seemed strange
It said the earth would undergo a change
And soon all wars and crime would cease
So everyone could live in peace
How this would happen wasn't clear
But I must admit, I was intrigued by the idea
So I eagerly awaited their return
For by then I was oh so anxious to learn
Whether there would be a place for me
When this wonderful future came to be
They assured me that I could be there
If I was just willing to let them share
All the knowledge they had gained
Of how this paradise could be obtained
They told me all would soon be clear
If my desire to learn was sincere
But I needed to worship with them, they said
For only at their Hall could I be spiritually fed
With all that I would ever need
So without much hesitation I agreed
And went along to meet with them
At their Kingdom Hall on Sunday, at 2pm
Most of what happened I didn't understand
But the welcome they gave me seemed so grand
I accepted a study, the time was booked
I was on my way to being hooked
By a cult that would soon hold sway
Over my heart and mind for many a day

More to follow soon

dedpoet

truthsetsonefree

Hey, that is clever. And much harder I'd imagine than just writing prose. Keep writing. We'll keep reading. Lets get those stories out there.

tsof

juni

Very good dedpoet!! And congratulations becoming a Jedi!

Juni

Sad emo

Very good work Jedi dedpoet!!

Looking forward to part 2

bernadette

congratulations

enjoyed your poem

dedpoet

Here's the next part

September 1991 - July 1992, Conversion, Dedication and Baptism

I bought the book they told me to read
To learn all of everything I'd ever need
You Can Live Forever on a Paradise Earth
That was the book, I never doubted its' worth
For I knew I had so much to learn
If my place in paradise I was to earn
I knew it was the truth, I was on fire
To serve Jehovah was my one desire
My friends were driven to despair
They said I was brainwashed, but I didn't care
For I knew if I made Jehovah my friend
Then my life would never end
So I joined the ministry, and the school
My friends insisted I was a fool
But I knew that if they would only listen to me
Then the truth I'd found would set them free
My worldly friends soon left me alone
As I gradually made the truth my own
It wasn't long till I asked if I could
Join Jehovah's worldwide brotherhood
Soon my baptism date I knew
It was July 25th 1992
I could barely wait for that day to arrive
I knew it would be the day I'd truly come alive
As I stepped into the pool that day
Little did I know I was throwing my life away
For on that day I really knew
I was doing what God wanted me to do
I had no inkling way back then
It wasn't God I was serving, but merely men

Part 3 will follow later, thanks for reading

dedpoet

Here's the third, and last, part for tonight. I could probably write more, the creative juices are flowing tonight,but it's almost midnight here in the UK, and I need to sleep at some point.

August 1992 -September 1995-So many privileges!

On the day of my baptism, my heart was full of joy
I knew that my happiness nothing could destroy
I was so zealous in service that in just over a year
I had signed up to be a regular pioneer
My waking hours were spent thinking of ways
Of how I could give Jehovah more praise
For rescuing me from my slavery to sin
And giving me so much happiness within
My worldly friends had all drifted away
But for their salvation I would fervently pray
For I wanted so much to make them aware
Of the truth I'd found, so they could share
In the wonderful promises that I had found
Of the joyful times that were soon to abound
For all those who would be Jehovah's friend
When he brought this wicked world to an end
In a few short years in the truth I began
To show that I was a real company man
As I continued to progress day after day
Many privileges of service soon came my way
By 1995, the elders were asking me to
Be a Ministerial Servant, my appointment came through
So now I was truly on my way
And I would serve Jehovah every day
For the rest of my life, as I knew I should
Give him the very best that I could
Oh how little I knew of what was really behind
The religion that had taken my heart and my mind
For by now their control of my life was complete
It would be four more years till I saw through their deceit

I hope you're not finding this too boring, I'm enjoying writing it, being a poet of sorts. Once again, thanks for reading, and goodnight for now. I hope to finish the rest of this tomorrow.

dedpoet

Confession

Enjoying it, dedpoet. Keep it coming.

Mrs Smith

It's like reading a good book that you can't put down!! Keep it coming.

dedpoet

Here's part five, how I found out the truth about the lie

September 1995-November 1999 - Cetainty, Doubt, Disillusionment, and Departure

The next few years that followed were so very good for me
I was so certain of my future, for the truth had set me free
I drew closer to Jehovah, received blessings from above
Nothing would ever be able to separate me from his love
I was sure of my salvation, working side by side
With all my brothers and sisters, all of us so full of pride
That out of all the worlds' billions, we were among the few
To be chosen by Jehovah for his work to do

For this generation would by no means pass away
Before our God Jehovah would bring about his great day
Which was getting closer, and would not be delayed
Then would come the paradise for which I constantly prayed
Even when new light shone forth from the faithful slave
I had no cause for doubt, for the promises they gave
Would surely be fulfilled in a few short years
And wipe away all my tears

But as the years rolled by I began to feel
That all I had believed in may not be for real
My life was in turmoil as doubts began to grow
Is this really the truth? I no longer know
I still loved Jehovah, but my doubts were now real
And I couldn't tell my brothers of how I was beginning to feel
So I began to study as I never had before
But everything I read seemed to make me doubt even more

Crisis of Conscience, that was the book
At which Witnesses of Jehovah must never even look
But as I read through it, it opened up my eyes
And I knew what I'd believed was not truth, but lies
I didn't want to leave Jehovah, but knew that soon I must
As each of the so-called promises had now turned into dust
So in November 1999 at long last dawned the day
That from the organisation I would finally walk away

My brothers and my sisters all thought that I was rash
But I knew the watchtower teachings were nothing more than trash
The elders tried to help me, but by now it was too late
All my love for the watchtower had now turned to hate
Leaving was not easy, but I knew the decision I had made
Was the only thing I could do, despite the price I paid
I sufferred times of deep despair, and shed so many tears
At the bitter memories of all those wasted years.

I will put the next part up shortly, once again thanks for bearing with me on this, as it is a little long.

dedpoet

My Story, in verse

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