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22. THE GREAT MAN AND THE ANGEL
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THE ANGEL
You are a challenge to me, Man
That I can’t sway with my love
But do you love me?
You had me flogged
Entered me
Twisted me in hurt with your impassiveness
I pissed myself when bearing
The white hot lava brunt of your rage
Offered my chest to the shaft
That was aimed at your heart
Marched in snow to my hips
Endured hunger thirst scorching sun
Torture by your enemies
Disfigurement
I never failed you
But do you know me?
THE GREAT MAN
I know you
Token of my good fortune
Pledge of the favor of the gods
Godly yourself
My pride
THE ANGEL
You call me Prometheus
Orpheus
You call me with the name
Of the One that can’t be named
That heralds the light of Sun at dawn
How dare you
Since I’m unknown to myself?
THE GREAT MAN
We are all a mystery unto ourselves
Reflected only briefly in the emotions of our fellows
You’re no exception even if
Immune to the insults of living
Divine being of beauty
THE ANGEL
Notwithstanding the ache the loneliness the endless loss
That never heal as wounds do
That never cease as life does
Am I not superior to your creatural weakness
I was there when white pyramids were erected
I witnessed the boy Alexandros riding his stallion
And you resist
THE GREAT MAN
I don’t resent you your eternity
And not for the trite escapist reason
Death is but a tool to me
To further my quest for glory
My own and everybody else’s death
You are a tool too
That I’m fond of
Most faithful of my serfs
Nearest of my friends
Lustier of my lovers
Brother I’ve never had
Son I will never have:
My trajectory knows though
No friends
No lovers
No siblings
No children
It’s deaf and dumb an arrow
My time runs out
THE ANGEL
Wish I could deem you shallow
Feeble
Vain
While I get lost in your depth
In ecstasy
Get crunched by your strenght
In agony
O fleeting thing
Grain of sand on the beach of my uncountable existence
If I could let you know one day
That I mourned for centuries your passing-
I picture you just smiling
Your knowing smile
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