barbara hilal

Rookie (11/10/31 / savannah, ga.)

Gods Die At Twilight - Poem by barbara hilal

Covered by the sands of time the many gods are gone
The sphinx half buried ravaged now while other gods are born

Stonehenge with its phallic pillars were some of the first tombstones
The skeletal part of ancients picked of flesh, . a heap of bones

1500 B.C. the time of consciousness came, God no longer inhabited man,
thus began the birth of shame,

His sin was born his guilt was his own, now shared by a tribe or
geographical zone.

The childhood of man had ended to give way to Individuality.
No longer was son of his father, now he has his own personality
.
The psalms sing of his loss and the waiting for some one to save him.
While waiting was the foolish thing and that finally would enslave
him.

The priest today save men for god

The healer redeems the god from man


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 7, 2006



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