#1004 - sarcophagus fragments

 

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sarcophagus fragments

making the nation

 

it it less and less

we are the losing side

but not us

 

or

let’s just pretend

 

so many kingdoms peel back

angels come tell

golden forints, guilders, farthings

 

the routine fall of a city

is what we always built towards

 

here they come again

reminder of who we were

righteous in anger everywhere

won’t see any other way

 

swap gods for God

which?

let’s pretend

 

need to get this right

 

someone burned at the stake

someone’s head cut off

 

keys and seals

fine cloaks

so all know who’s in charge

 

griffins to fear

 

live by the blade, etc

ignorance propels great deeds

 

the fearful creatures, tremble tree

 

the bird in the wheel

cross tower top

 

the map must be redrawn with a sword

glory – the head of a pin

troop up for

 

virtue – honour - homeleand

 

pretend the emperor the king

pretend a palace

line up for your slaughter

all salute and sing

 

whose bones are those?

yet streets are

 

what glories we have undergone!

and some made into stone

 

skulls and spearheads

trumpets, clay idols

 

who’s next in the queue?

and they draw borders in with them

like a veil trimmed

fit for this moon

 

let’s pretend

we were them

they are us

all the old measures are gone

we still have our words

 

lots of lives lost for stuff

for inches or what were they then?

 

and someone passes me the scissors

 

we begin

and we begin again –

a flag without a star