Angry Gods Misleading glimpses open up The other side shelters the pain Another death, another dollar Who sees the angry gods now? Fallen from crumbling pedestals Withered leaves, splintered bones Broken upon the face of mankind’s torment They are seen The sky parts Fire fills the naked wound They are one They are all The angry gods Burning feet run, toward nowhere Where to go? What to do? Where are the angry gods? In your mind They live in your mind And mine We are one We are all We are angry gods In disguise
Reason for writing:
The underlying meaning of the poem is that the true gods are ourselves. We create the world we live in and all that happens there, not some all knowing diety.
Birth sign: Gemini
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