The Dung Of Augeas Poem by Kostas Lagos
The Dung Of Augeas
If someone lifts the veil
and put our disgrace in plain sight
in which god will we dare
to pray for forgiveness?
What light will be able
to cast our darkness away?
Rabid dogs and wolves we have become
eating each other's innards
Who knows in which way
the Dung of Augeas will be cleansed?
Will be water or will be fire?
War or sickness?
Maybe a Heracleides will come
and change the river's course?
Or will our fate be a horrible one,
to be forever vanished
like the mountain snow
that melts in spring?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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6/2/2024 3:32:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Don't fret. We are redeemed sons and daughters. We cannot be cast aside or our god is not truly God. I struggle with the anger and afflictions I see in the poem but I am hopeful.: -)
Hope balances the ugliness of our world.Thank you for your comment!