Wonderment of Absence
An icon from ancient rubbles
Won quick hearts and their mantles
And he's of a pride of den of dominion
And of a stable of Olympiad domi-nation
Soon hearts mourns their living souls
And complex games and gods are hunted a while
Now the god is on vacation
And he's aways to Demeter's castle
But his palms are closed on power
And his aching head wears the heavy crown of burden
Of a shattered homestead edifice
Many mouths must make merry
In their mourning and raiding
Silence is the gifts of the dogs
For veiled muzzles are their lots
Loudspeakers are given to the sheep
If he were of Poseidon's order
And dare leave Olympus too long
Or seek ambrosia in Foreign lands
Then Mount Vesuvius must erupt
And now mosquitoes multiply
In a nation of pallid priests
On the altar of abundance
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