The Splinters – A Reflection

This poem titled The Splinters was authored by Akiane kramarik at age 9 in her book titled My Dream Is Bigger Than I – Memories of Tomorrow – Part Three Page 115 “You will need your own copy of this book to view the full text of this poem.  I limit quotes for the purpose of discussion and to follow copyright guidelines that allows for limited quotes.”

This poem The Splinters consists of five stanzas with three lines in the first two stanzas then eleven lines in the third stanza then three lines each in the last two stanzas…The photograph I choose for this reflection is another photo of the deserted village of Slievemore on Achill Island in Ireland…This cloudy photo represents to me the author of these reflections the gray skies of false love lies and deceit and false hope that comes from false preachers…I will quote Akiane’s poem now the third stanza says “Cluttered preaching like a handcuffed beak did not stop until it understood nothing and until all thoughts except for those it did not think of turned in a spin-wheel. Now all the whites and blacks question the gray.” This poem ends with these words “The sawdust of faith comes from pedaling my first bicycle.” I leave the rest of this poem unsaid to encourage my readers to purchase your own copy of this great book and to follow copyright guidelines that allows for limited quotes for purposes of reviews which is what these reflections are…These reflections are a series of reviews on the greatest book of poetry that I ever read…My God – Akiane is so wise at such a young age at the tender age of nine such wisdom…I remember the first time I rode a bicycle as a young girl…I borrowed my neighbor’s bike and rode it to the store and back…I had never ridden a bicycle before but I confidently got on that bike and rode it…I did not know how to use the breaks so I accidentally ran the bike into a wall…Miraculously I was not harmed neither was the bicycle…I will never forget that day because for me this was a part of growing up…I could ride a bike and survive an accident too…My first bike ride was an act of faith for I challenged myself to do something I had watched others do but had not done before myself…I like to say that I come from the school of hard knocks…False preachers are in abundance these days and there are no shortage of scam artists either. False Christ preachers are the worst the ones who dress like they have some kind of authority they really do not have save the authority given them by stupid followers who insist on keeping these creeps on pedestals….To me the reader of this poem the whites and blacks represents the false Christ fathers these Roman Catholic Priests dressed in black and white wearing beastly white Roman Collars who demand filial loyalty and trust from their devoted followers and suck the good will dry from the innocents who fill their churches…These horrible beastly men turn around and rape women get women like me pregnant and if they are not busy raping women like me they are raping holy innocent children boys and girls…Sick and twisted rendering many speechless in disgust and horror over the scandals making international news…The gray in this poem represents the lack of morals the lack of standards and the putrid inability of men in cloth to keep their penis’s in their pants and to keep their lustful eyes and hands to themselves…These men are execrable beastly wicked horrible and are removed from the book of life by the God of life as their reward for their diabolical fiendish deeds and these execrable men are added to the book of the dead…These pedophile vile child rapists and child killers should be put to death…The children were not protected from these execrable wolves in sheep’s clothing which is one of the many dismal failures of the lost world particularly the lost western world…I once met a woman named Amy who is Roman Catholic..Amy is a wife and a mother with a history of contraception in her marriage and her life…Amy like so many other lost women and men lost sheep of the western world limited the births of her children which her partner agreed to allow…These beastly people are cut from the same wicked cloth of the birth controlled western world…Amy and I got to know each other and Amy told me that she saw fit to literally undress herself and stand naked before a Roman Catholic Priest with whom Amy had become far too familiar…Amy boasts about how wonderful she is yet Amy is bat shit crazy…Amy harassed the piss out of her Bishop and the Church demanding many things from them including insisting that Priest get counseling…Amy refused to stop and would not shut up about what happened to her and Amy told many people about her indiscretion with this Priest…Amy was married at the time she had an illicit sexual affair with that Priest and while according to Amy the affair was not consummated with actual sex. It was an affair full stop…Amy never bothered to tell her own husband this happened out of fear that her husband will divorce her…I told Amy that her husband has the right to know but that I would not interfere at all and leave it up to Amy. To this day it is likely Amy’s husband has no idea this happened…Imagine the betrayal he will feel should Amy ever choose to tell him…I would never tell Amy’s husband because that would be vile gossip and I refuse to stoop that low…Amy helped me out financially which was very kind of Amy. Amy let me borrow two hundred dollars which I will gladly repay when the money is there…Amy tried to use this loan as leverage to manipulate me into entering a Roman Catholic Church to light candles and pray…I tell my readers this because women like Amy are vicious nasty horrible people…Amy insisted I go to a Roman Catholic Church to pray in lieu of this loan…I corrected Amy for this telling Amy that she was using that small loan as leverage to coerce me via coercive control to do things I did not want to do…I also corrected Amy for verbally attacking me and abusing me by attempting to purchase my loyalty to her church with that loan…I had to cut Amy out of my life because Amy is not a safe person..Amy is a toxic mentally ill bat shit crazy woman…I got the hell out of the vicious sex cult that is the filthy putrid dirty rotten Roman Catholic Church and there is no way in hell I would ever return to that den of iniquity…My readers have no idea who the hell beastly Amy is…As a thank you for reading this reflection enjoy my song titled Naked Amy…This song is mystical in nature addressing the nakedness of the lost western world drunk on the blood of their own iniquities…I will not interfere in Amy’s life I will never tell Amy’s husband what Amy did…Why? I respect Amy I care about Amy and Amy has suffered enough…I am not a vile gossip unlike many who fill the churches..Please join me in praying for lost Amy and others like her…When I can manage it Amy will receive payment in full from myself for her small loan…While I had to cut toxic Amy out of my life I do wish Amy well because I am an authentic Christian woman of God and I forgive Amy everything too…To all who failed to clothe the nakedness of holy innocent children and to all the disgraced naked women and men of the lost western world…This post is for you….Enjoy my Naked Amy song…By the way Amy is not execrable not at all Amy is innocent one of many innocents the execrable are the wicked wolves in sheep’s clothing including that wretched Roman Catholic Priest who abused his position to abuse a woman like Amy who means well despite her serious problems…Heaven help us all…