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They Say The Gods Are Here
on earth
they say the gods are here
and i look at
each on each face
and they do not
look at all
different than me
or you and i touch their skins
and feel that they too have
bones much like
our own brittleness
but they say they are gods
and i am but a very
insignificant flicker
dust
atom invisible to the
importance of themselves
i get lost
and they get lost &
at the end
i have no respect left
or sense of awe
or ardor
for adoration of whatever
sacred name
they put on their breasts
or name tags
on their foreheads
holy cow! i tell myself
what the hell! i curse the wind
what a mess! i type at the end
of the haggle
must i be wrong
correct me if you may
for i have mistaken them
as myself.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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