Sekhmet, the Lion-headed Goddess of War by Margaret Atwood

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Sekhmet, the Lion-headed Goddess of War

He was the sort of man
who wouldn't hurt a fly.
Many flies are now alive
while he is not.
He was .........
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Margaret Atwood

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Gabrielle A. Macdonald (12/22/2006 11:41:00 PM)
One of her best. Irony full-tilt at the idea of gods and how they are really composed of human wishes and expectations.The last stanza modulates into an un-atwod kind of tenderness - but this too only reflects the desires of the dying (presumably in war)