#1452 - we are not the people

1452

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23.xii.23

we are not the people

 

built their bible from dust

 

nor sword through

neither burnt

 

we see all the plagues to keep distance

we wave above a flag

 

nor will we know the reason now

 

like a schoolday missed

but the rumour took

 

we cannot remember their thinking

 

from whose loins sprung Zeusward

what a head!

 

but that there were loves, lusts, enmities

 

I was never here for the cheering

 

a gunman stormed

the creature defends itself

 

history is harsh to survive

 

as if it were deadly dark from the dream

when that is only night

 

as lopside

as far under

blissed, busted

to recall

 

we are too far to be lost

 

something bit still

 

all day at it we are

spread wide across the waters

 

perverting the course of justice

(our words)

 

one and all, we were

absent from the past

 

too much and too little

too soon and too late

 

we are such treasures as well

as cradled

for a cross

 

we, towards an itch

no why

but here

 

no excuses

we won’t explain

must quibble

 

where are words from?

they won’t wash away

 

enough of kings and heaven

fuck pharaoh

 

it’s into the future we go

 

an ache beyond all self we are

 

woke

and stay that way

devout

 

we fade like a name

from the world