The world turns
the gods smile and giggle
[cheap strong cider hard times
on Mount Olympus]
nicely numbed to the realty
of rule by death cult.
How did the world get this way?
Why did it turn to the glories of blood
to self-sacrifice
to the bitterness of a barbed crown
in place of one soothed with velvet and gold?
Why worship distress over comfort,
pain over pleasure and then-
there-
find Joy?
Needing to work to find divine acceptance
to suffer, is to take you closer to God.
Is that really salvation
or did we take a wrong turn as we strolled
the banks of Axios
and lost sight of Chiron in the cooling woods
as he disapeared amongst the damp birch
for the last time
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