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  • The poetry challenge was as follows:

    David Bowie was quoted as saying "Rock has always been the devil's tool."
    Do you agree with this rock legend?

    This was my poem for the challenge:
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    Give It Hell!

    Rock may be the devil’s tool,
    But rock and roll it saved my soul!
    Call it heaven, or call it hell,
    I’m there when Johnny B. rings that bell!

    Up from depression one lonely time,
    Ziggy showed me a new world order;
    “Five years” began the revelation,
    To “Rock and Roll Suicide”, it pushed the borders...

    From the moment Dylan electrified,
    Preachy folk music found new grooves;
    The devil descended on Newport’s Fest,
    The righteous stuffed shirts all boo-hoo-hooed...

    If rock’s the tool I tell you now,
    Bring on hell, that’s where I’ll be!
    Dancing with Tina, digging the Stones,
    With one hand up and waving free!

    Heaven’s a myth, it’s all right here;
    Let the Band strike up the tune!
    Get on the floor and give it hell, or you’ll
    Wind up on the dark side of the moon...
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    This was the feedback I got from the contest organizer:

    Good rhyming and flow. Rock has certainly done it's job on you, Pete. The inconsistencies of thinking that hell will be fun and then denying heaven is typical of the brain washing effect of Rock and Roll. Thanks for taking the time to write for my contest.
    Blessings Michelle

    • Hawkeye pete - Thanks for your comment. Wow - it was an unexpected, seemingly judgmental perspective, unless it was strictly meant as a joke. Heaven and hell are descriptive terms. As it turns out, I reject the notion of either in the afterlife - we make our heaven and hell right here. I have my own, non-religious, non-brainwashed, ideas of spirituality and the afterlife that I have cultivated through over half a lifetime (35 years) of the daily practice of spiritual principles, and personal experience. Just saying. Rock on!

    o Mrs Campbell - How is it judgemental?
    Rock has many songs that speak of both heaven and hell which you admit to not believing in, yet you use it in your poem while you don't believe in it. Isn't that what inconsistency is?

     Hawkeye pete - I can see that my reply probably came off a bit judgmental itself - sorry, didn't mean it like that. Still working on my first cup o' joe. Let me just explain where I'm coming from. I don't look at the world as black and white, good and bad, up and down. I live my life in the gray area, in between the polarities used to judge such things. I don't believe in good and evil. I believe in life, and life only. I strive to be in the moment, as all of life exists right here, right now. When time in this vessel ends, I know that life goes on. I have a little personal experience with this, which does not involve heaven or hell.

    Rock and roll has brought me much joy and provided a wonderful musical sound track to my life - as has jazz, classical, blue grass, folk, and really, all forms of music. My references in the poem were to Bowie's Ziggy Stardust album, which just blew my mind as I was coming out of my first suicidal depression when it came out, and opened a channel for creativity that I stepped into; Dylan's going electric at Newport Folk, which many folk purists decried as evil, the devil, etc. - dancing with Tina Turner, which I have done, etc. Just a rockin', rollin' number, in the spirit of the great contest, which I did love. Thanks for doing it!
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    I suspect I am not going to win any trophies in this contest...oh God, that really makes me feel like hell. :-)
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