DANCE OF gods
A boy who smelled of fear and gore visited a grave
filled with mummified gods on the bay of the Nile
in search for elixirs that could heal sorrows and
grief inflicted on his kind by wars and plagues
He had seen zygotes of dreams which formed in the
fertile womb of hope exhumed, served as victuals to
men who laugh and defecate bombs and missiles
on civilizations
He had watched the python of healing on the aged
staff of Asclepius strangled by an unnamed disease,
he had also witnessed the lynching of Eirene on the
highest peak of the pyramids, how her body was
replaced by Medusa, the magus of the east
I heard the boy say quietly in his native language
"i better find this"_ but after long hours of search, all he
saw were dead men craniums throwing parties, some
dreaming and hoping for a time when splinters of their
bones will metamorphose into molecules of actualities.
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