Dolor of Gaia
Oft did I travel in the haunts of old
memories warm lienholders though cold
by Stygian charnels b’neath leafy groves
beside seething beaches sultry coves
reminisced deep recalling such forms
shadows departed dead antic norms
pleated of travesty latticed of spite
impassable glooms split by tendrils of light
O the dim worlds entered all unprepared
guilty innocent where no one is spared
beseeched high heavens found heavens all bare
as dystopic disorder reigned everywhere
What penances expiate our sordid sins
what love absolves afore prayer begins?
what fair deeds of charity still remain
to repeal forever our birthmarks of Cain?
upon the planet’s long wrenched breast
there be no redemption nor any sweet rest
she ready casts off our worn mortal coils
curtailing our trespass moribunding our toils
touch her once more prostrate at her feet
in Homeric despair are we made obsolete
Forfeit all mercy she doles us our due
O in Homeric dolor she bids us adieu
in fealty to Others as Mother to All
She lets go the Lapsarian Children of Baal
[©R.Kanth 2023]
Professor Rajani Kanth, is Author of Coda (A Novel), A Day in the Life (Novel), and Expiations (Verse), and Farewell to Modernism (Political Economy Tract).
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