‘A Disturbing Riddle’ by Evan Mantyk The Society July 19, 2013 Poetry, Riddles 4 Comments A disturbing riddle was told to me: “The city of evil that starts with ‘B’ That has six more letters after that one, Will be, by bloody tragedy, undone. “The nations all love this mighty city, Not in their words, but in reality; The city fills the nations with their vast goods Made of rare earth metals, steel, glass, and wood.” “Babylon!” I said to the riddle’s voice The Bible’s doomed city seemed a good choice; It was written long before I was born: “The merchants of the earth shall weep and mourn.” “No,” the voice answered flatly to my guess “I said ‘will be undone,’ the future tense. This place kills Falun Gong practitioners And flouts the laws of the world’s four corners. “The right to believe is taken away; Millions of followers of Truth and Way Are tortured and, at its behest, slaughtered; Billions brainwashed to comply with horror. “All nations’ kings (their presidents) sat by And watched the Olympics, with no outcry; The U.S. cares not for human rights there If trade with Babylon seems to be fair.” I yelled, “Wait! You said Babylon was wrong.” The voice countered: “A symbol in a song, I’ll use Pompeii, New Orleans, Port-au-Prince If you prefer words a little less minced. Written for July 20, 2013, upon the 14th anniversary of when the persecution against Falun Gong (also known as Falun Dafa) was launched by the Chinese Communist Party on July 20, 1999. Evan Mantyk is a poet and English teacher living in New York. Featured Image: “Angel of the Revelation” by William Blake. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 4 Responses Reid McGrath July 19, 2013 Check + Reply Suman July 19, 2013 Its Beijing! B – followed by six letters! Reply Bruce Dale Wise July 27, 2013 Blake’s Angel of the Revelation The Angel of the Revelation made by William Blake, espied, is thirty-nine by twenty-six full centimeters long and wide, a watercolour pen and ink that’s over trace graphite. The angel, standing on the land and sea, is brilliant, white. Saint John observes some seven riding, bearded men astride their horses at the very base of th’ angel’s sheer cape’s glide. The angel stands, his feet in flames, before gold sun. His right arm and his hand he holds up high. His form is bathed in light. This vision’s sight is an extr’ordinary journey’s ride. The scroll is eyed. The question is to write or not to write. Reply Bruce Dale Wise July 27, 2013 The Angel of the Revelation for the memory of William Blake And then I saw another mighty angel come down out of heaven, having been wrapped in a cloud. A rainbow was upon his head. I was struck dumb. His countenance was as the sun. O, I was cowed. His feet were fire pillars burning brightly at the strand. Within his hand he had a scroll he had unrolled. He placed his right foot in the sea, his left on land. His voice was great, as is a lion’s when it roars. He roared aloud with seven thunders to command! I was inspired to write, o, Lord, those words that soared; but then I heard a voice with heavenly aplomb, say, “Seal this—what the thunders said!” I would, I swore. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.