How much more can they endure?

by thinker 6 Replies latest watchtower medical

  • thinker
    thinker

    I found some poetry online from active JW's. It's shocking how much depression, pain, and sadness is in their words. Below are a few excerpts:

    I came to Jehovah on bended knee,
    To tell Him of the persecution that had befallen me.
    I said to Jehovah: "I can't take anymore.
    Please bring soon your great day of war!"

    "I endure and endure; I'm at the end of my rope.
    I really don't think with much more I can cope.

    It's a constant pressure both day and night.
    Between the World and Satan, I don't see much light!"
    Jehovah was silent as He could be
    As I rattled on with what bothered me.
    He lovingly listened as I emptied my head,
    Then softly smiled before he said:
    "I understand what you are going through.
    This time of the end makes it harder on you.

    If you feel as though your heart has been cracked in half,
    and that living is in vane;
    If all you have left is a delirious laugh,
    that elusively hides the pain,
    and you just need something to keep you sane,

    just remember to be strong, this system won't last for long,
    Armageddon's very near, and Paradise is almost here!
    If you have no place to call your home,
    and deep inside you feel all alone,
    If your conscience has become callus as a stone,
    and the sinful inclinations chill you to the bone,
    Just stay faithful and hold your ground,
    this old system won't always be around;
    and even though this world may jeer,
    it's because they blindly fail to realize,
    that Paradise, is almost here!

    Have no fear, for Jehovah's not sleeping...
    He's aware of our suffering, our plight...
    he has seen us, and he's heard our weeping
    and soon he'll make everything right!
    It may seem to us to take forever...
    How much longer will this system be?

    Do you ever feel you're carrying a load
    That's VERY HEAVY as you walk down the road
    Your traveling the road that leads to life
    But it's FULL of problems and stress & strife.
    You wonder sometimes as you're walking there
    Why the stress in life seems more than your share
    You want relief and it just doesn't come,

    And you wish you had time to 'just have some fun!'
    Some days you bear much physical pain
    Other days you feel much MENTAL strain.
    Into your week it seems tragedy runs
    Before you know it ANOTHER ONE comes!
    You feel sometimes like you fell in a PIT
    It's deep and dark and nowhere to sit.
    So you just lie down and start to cry
    And sometimes you wish your soul would just die.

    We're struggling each day, from morning to night ...

    We’re beaten & driven like waves in a sea.
    When we’re down under, the sky we can’t see.
    We’re all pushed & driven to always do more.

    Till sometimes we feel it’s such a big War .
    That we cry and we long for QUIET & PEACE
    To live in a world, where life will not cease.
    We’re rats in a cage, we long to be FREE
    Sometimes it seems we never will be.

    We know our faults and get depressed,
    and really feel life is a test.
    He tries to make us feel despair -
    Like Jehovah doesn't really care
    About the good we try to do,
    for the good things seem to us so few.

    "Oh Jehovah, we are so weak sometimes
    Our weary bodies, weaken our minds
    And sometimes we cannot clearly see
    That life beyond will set us free-----
    Free from sadness, pain and woe
    Things that make us feel so low-----

    How often I have cried to you in sorrow and in pain...
    with prayer and supplication, while my tears just fell like rain.
    So many times not knowing how to find a pathway out
    of some trialsome situations that just made me want to shout!
    Many times I'm overwhelmed - like drowning in the sea...
    with waves so very high that come down crashing over me.
    They toss me over here, and then they toss me over there...
    At times I wonder if there's anyone who truly cares.
    So many things just go wrong, though I try to do what's right...
    Every day lived in this system is a struggle and a fight!
    Never knowing what will happen next - circumstances unforseen..
    Always wishing and just hoping for things that might have been.

    How sad and unnecessary!
    thinker

  • thinker
    thinker

    There's more. Here's a link to a poem from an active "sister" about being abused as a child.
    http://members.tripod.com/~Ready4NW/wounded.html

  • Pierced Angel
    Pierced Angel

    I could have written something like that when I was thick in the "truth".

    I'm so happy to be FREE!!!

    Anne

  • SYN
    SYN

    It's actually really painful to read stuff like this and realize that there are still 6 million people trapped against their will in the BORG. Ouch. This struck a pretty big damn nerve!


    [SYN], UADA - Unseen Apostate Directorate of Africa - For Great Justice!

  • Daemia
    Daemia

    those words have a lot of value for phychological evaluation of the person who wrote it........
    it almost torn my heart apart........
    very sad.......

    Regards,
    Daemia

  • LyinEyes
    LyinEyes

    Very depressing and pitiful. Sounds alot like the poetry I used to write as a JW child. My elder daddy found my secret book of poems and burned them in front of me. I then could only retreat to think to myself , never again have I been able to put how I feel to words .
    They just dont see what they do to the broken hearted. Instead of helping them up, the borg and jw parents just knock you down, all in the name of God.

  • Sirona
    Sirona

    I wrote some really sickly poems when I was a dub. Mostly they were positive though. Like this one:

    Jehovah's arms do wait for you
    If you will to him go
    He'll embrace you if your love is true
    The way of truth you'll know

    Go to him, for you will see
    He will protect and hold
    In his warm embrace you'll be
    Deep within his fold

    When Satan's world seems to be
    More than you can bear
    And no helper can you see
    Just look! Jehovah's there

    Show him that you love him too
    He'll help you run the race
    Jehovah's arms do wait for you
    Ready to embrace
    ....

    I can't believe I wrote that...yuk.
    Sirona

    ** http://www.religioustolerance.org **

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