Children of Pandora

Children of Pandora

You approached soft-footed.

Skulking about, parading as a wet nurse,

You dandled me on your knees.

I nursed from your breasts.

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The time has come to let you go -

To rid myself of the fallacy that is YOU.

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Are you proud?

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You have captivated the weak.

While your floundering goes unabated,

Flaunting and parlaying,

all the while, trafficking

your sons and daughters.

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Atë has played the fool.

She was ingeniously demure,

Knowing she had been conning

all along.

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Dolos, how shall I contend with you?

You have engorged humanity with

the milk of infamy.

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The thoughts of the earth are destitute.

They have become like wandering beasts.

We have gobbled the bread of death.

We are malnourished;

enervated because of derision.

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Your lies have encroached on

the boundaries of sanity.

From you, we have

increased the spirit of mendacity.

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I am somewhere near my prime,

You are from time immemorial,

I cannot cut you off at the pass.

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Perhaps, while I am still here,

Beating the wind, but stirring nothing,

Reaching for the air that I breathe,

I just may tip the scales.

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In the meantime,

integrity weighs in the balance.

As I go, kicking against your verbosity,

I cry out to Ra; to Amen,

to show me the secrets of the day,

to reveal to me the matters of darkness.

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You are just as constant as the Word itself.

Your radiance is a billowing petal

in the Halls of Amenty.

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Nu, Ptah, Djehuty, Ma’at,

Be my pillars, my guides,

The wisdom that is from old.

Be patient, wait for me, resuscitate my soul.

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Beware, children of Pandora,

Your time will come…

Your days are numbered.