The Absence Of Life

Poem By Jones Jones

Once I lived in the land where Aphrodite was born
The land of the birth of Venus
That mysterious lover who turned herself into a bitch
Yet still chose to remain a virgin.
Now I find myself in a country of many terrors
Where men rise up against their fathers
Persecute their children and mutilate their lovers
Where barbarous stories are told of mans passion
And the voice of their god is unheard in the empty cities
For Satan is the father and is in possession.
I pray to the twelve Olympian gods and the god of the sky
To allow me to sing one last love song
And let me ride in the chariot of the sun in a shower of gold
For I have a morbid fear that the absence of life within me
Is because I died of grief when the bringer of light turned me away.

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