At the dawn of our breath
we nurtured our soil and souls
to light the heavens in the
absence of the sun,
we shared and surrendered our
bodies to the earth for the promise
of the Angel to come.
When the Angel ascended
we gave our blood
to bath her feet,
fleeting were her treasures,
consuming our earth and still
we chose to feast.
She engulfed upon our creed
and joyfully soaked in our death
for leisure,
upon her cunning smile we continued to feed
as she denied man the simplest
pleasure,
until she left forever.
To our earth we can no longer return,
as punishment for what we’ve done;
for soaking our souls in shame,
for the atrocities written in our name,
henceforth under the eternal sun,
we shall forever burn.
- Figures in the Sun by Lance Jeschke
OOOhhh…love this, really effective, really powerful!! 🙂
Thank you 🙂
fascinating!
Thank you!
Its been a while since I have seen multiple articles of new work from you so close together, I hope you are planning to keep this up. Great words from a great poet, the only thing I can think to say is ‘W O W’
I’ve negated my work at the university for a while to do this but I certainly hope to post more often and thank for being kind to me 🙂