Who Made The Gods Poem by Akbar Singh

Tin gods
And feet
Of clay
damned

These
idols
These

Do they sup
On ambrosia
On nectar

Ichor or blood

Do they feel
Want

This mortal coil
That makes
Us

We make them
When

When we were alone
With the stars
Alone

Questing

Questioning

Young in wonder

Naive bleaters
Begging
for the crook

We wanted the flail

Stories that make
strong chains
For us
That we tell

Whisper bind

Bind our progeny

Bark
Baa

Are
Which

Find us
Mister Eight-legs
Turn us tricks
Have us remember

Who made the gods



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(Guyana,2019)