Slave Labored Severance in Sovereign Obelisk Shadow
by Alan Lisanti
from below these monuments
wide eyed wonder, astonishment
and they, immortal in aging stone
un-weathered by the curse of time
and their stories transcend centuries
and their legends larger than past lives
their legacies upheld, strengthened by mortal minds
and imaginations, in rituals, in worship, in ideologies, in laws
and principals, in sacred temples, in ancient texts
in prosperity and plague and blood and perpetual death
the gaze of admiration tempts him twisted in the soul, he is
primed for elevation won’t the unworthy bow around his presence
lifted from the curse of mediocrity
a throne fit for a king on a cloud
power unbound unquestioned unthwarted
flesh eternal in this world
where every story has an end every being an expiration
he will be revered beyond these forces
carried in the hearts of men to bridge the void in flawed design
to assert meaning beyond the relative in the theatre of divination
to offer them the purpose to serve
to cast aside their cause their power and their virtue
to be doused in the blood of swine
disguised as sheep and stripped of instinct
disguised as sheep and stripped of instinct
to be cloaked in the jesters’ robes
to be the hand of creation on the assembly line
to be the hand of creation on the assembly line
serving self-appointed deities
charismatic and celebrated
puppets on a power trip
pulling strings and mouthing clichés to the masses
hanging onto these false promises
when every word was bought and sold
every ideology paid and polished
so when the hooks sink into their jaws
and pull in opposing directions,
you receive the force fed teachings with ease
you swallow the fabric sewn by desires of ambitious lament
so that he may be impostor standing tall on holy mountain
and those below, and you beneath
carving granite with the chisel of dementia
bloodied fingers wrapped around tools of the trade
like scalpel, brain surgery-architects of pestilence
steel glistened when reflected light from sun,
catches eyes, reawakens realization
this device also a weapon
work is done
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