The People

the legend spoke
of a time of fear
a long bad time
for the people

all the bespeckled deities
were playing bones
in an alley

the people like to think
of good and love and truth
as shining marvels
impervious to hate

but the deities know
all you get
is mere laughter and debauchery

the legend spoke
of a wise old man
who would one day
free the people

all the bedazzled deities
were taking turns
getting on him

the people are still waiting
but the poor old man
is a wrecked shell
filled with hate

and the deities laugh

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