One suitably bland, self-congratulatory, negative man <br />says sensuality is forbidden to followers of Christ, so <br />no delight in sensual perception; colour, texture, taste, <br />feeling and sound – that is a description of hell <br /> <br />True believers shudder as Mr Non-life Deadpan-face <br />passes by – reincarnation of Spanish Inquisition leader Torquemada: “All delighting in sensuous experience of <br />the visual-tactile will be summarily burnt at the stake, <br /> <br />Those who hate being here and persecute others loving <br />this world gain entry into ‘still’ heaven, one purged of <br />everything, black as night, quiet as space - any finding <br />joy in this world burn in fire and brimstone - bodiless <br /> <br />Mark you, it is a question of style - for all eternity” only <br />complete idiots can follow such a religious leader, after <br />spending days on their knees wearing blinkers and <br />earplugs to keep out the evidence of five senses - <br /> <br />They’ll suicide en masse, purging the gene pool, we <br />hope; on arriving in the after-death dimension, they’ll <br />set fire to Mr Deadpan-Face, bodiless - a question of <br />style remember; and all will repeat the incantation: <br /> <br />What a fitting end for that evil gentleman!<br /><br />Margaret Alice Second<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-question-of-style-revised/
