Confessions of a Fundamentalist

[Neville Briggs]

Confessions of a Fundamentalist

I am a true believer;
Of doctrinal purity.
What is, is right
What's not, is wrong;
And that's what ought to be.

I'm blessed and don't resemble those
Who puddle in the mud
Where they delight
In putrid pong
To fire their foetid blood.

Yes ! I've been loyal and steadfast,
Never swerving left or right.
I mark the line;
Define the grade;
A beacon burning bright.

With all my gathered wisdom
I persist till victory's won.
The prize is mine;
The accolade
From those who say— well done !

[Heather]

Well done Neville!

Heather

[Neville Briggs]

Now it's your turn Heather.

Thanks Matt. I think we all have a line to hold Matt, the question is why do we do it.

[Catherine Lee]

Very strong poem Neville - "well done!"

[Terry]

G/day Neville

I agree well done.

I'm not sure just what line I'm supposed to hold.

Cheers

Terry

[Cropduster]

Well done Neville

Steadfast and true

Allan

[Maureen K Clifford]

always good to have your two bobs worth Neville and uphold the standards

[Neville Briggs]

Thanks Catherine, hopefully I have succeeded in one of my aims which was to use direct speech.

Thanks Terry. I don't see you in there

Thanks Alan.

Maureen, who said it was autobiographical. Is that me, oowah I'm undone

[Heather]

Once I've finished mucking about with other people's words, then I might have time to think about my own thoughts and words, Neville.

[Neville Briggs]

I reckon we are always thinking about our own thoughts and words. Write 'em down in a little notebook in no particular order, eventually we get a pile of " raw material" to build with once we have time to sift through the pile.