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Following the Raven
When the taming began I quit hunting you
because your dumb eyes couldn't see
how mine had grown bigger
or that one day
I would feast on your children
for eternity
You sat grateful on the floating farm
staring at the deep
plucked from death by tsunami
nature's refugee
swallowing the bargain
My shaman led you
to immortality
your role in ritual
Noah's perfect first poem
a genesis of propaganda
Now as I hear your bones
grind from the bottom of the well
lost cousins still flee my scent in the woods
with Gilgamesh no game
the war not for oil
just God destroying truths
Published 17th May 2010
| Edited 27th Mar 2016
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