The Passover Poem by Vanya Rachel Gnaniah

The Passover



We sat around the Ring
You and I
Do you remember?
There were Satyrs
Snakes, Dwarfs
Elves.
All laughing and wrestling
Like kittens.
And when He roared,
We clashed our glasses together
And rejoiced.

I don’t know what happened-
We were left alone
We were angry.
We climbed that mountain
And we heard Him groan
And we hated it.
We hated Him.

eli eli lama sabachthani

We rampaged for centuries.
Trees fell to contain our wrath
And I followed you
Picking up dry branches
To Make a fire.
We had to get through
those Cold nights.

eli eli lama sabachthani

And now the earth is rotting.
It stinks of flesh
And the dry bones clatter
clatter, clatter, clatter.
And it is so irritating.

We can but dream of those days
When the trees bent towards us
And our homes stood erect
And our lives thrived around the vines.
And when He broke the bread, We ate.

We suck each others' blood now
Helping each other along the way
Pushing ourselves one step at a time

eli eli lama sabachthani?

Saturday, May 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: apocalypse
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 02 May 2015

No one has been forsaken but the gist of your poem and its style are wonderful. Thanks for sharing, Vanya. Peace

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