The Gospel of a Certain Rock Diva

by Neesa Suncheuri

The deified sound artist screams

on a stage while offering

Aural communion to

Everyone who agrees with

Her religion of lyrics.

While the charismatic congregation screams

Atonal responsorials,

The sound artist preaches a

Deafening message of peace and

Tolerance to validate

Their faith.

The assisting altar-people dance

Athletically in order to make

The sermon fantastical and

Prophetic, and pyrotechnics demonstrate

The sound artist’s omnipresence.

Evangelical fans also preach her

Benevolence and humility in order to

Fight false accusations of the

Paparazzi. But in the

End, the sound artist offers herself as

A martyr, sacrificing her integrity for

The salvation and redemption of

Her fans, thereby validating their

Religion of sanctified hedonism. She will

Always be remembered as

The Diva who sang the good news,

Was crucified by the press,

Disappeared from the public eye for

Three days, and came back

With a new glorified fashion sense,

Whereby she ascended into

The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame with

All the other stars and saints of

Old time fame. She will always be

Missed but not forgotten, because she

Lives and sings forever on the

Great Stage of Heaven.



Neesa Suncheuri works as a mental health peer specialist at a housing agency in Queens, New York.  She is the founder of a Facebook discussion group for peer specialists and other recovery enthusiasts, entitled “What is Wellness?  A Mental Health Discussion Group.”  Much of her creative inspiration is rooted in her now-tamed schizophrenia.  She is a singer/songwriter, and performs in various venues in the city.  She writes poetry, maintains a blog and is currently working on a memoir.  Follow her on Twitter at @aquariumspeaks.

2 thoughts on “The Gospel of a Certain Rock Diva”

  1. Neesa, I was trying to put a name to her, but looking back into a long life, I find more than one which might fit the archetype, this mythic image. Beautifully done my friend.

    The mythic context spreads out a bit and I think of Robbie Robertson’s song, “American Roulette.”


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