Mythology

Ancient gods came to visit us

With thunder and lightning

At dusk claiming our attention

Demanding sacrifice and a gift

They never cared about us

In their huge heaven

Only our absence

Interests them

As that make the gods

Notice the empty void

They are

Did

Mythology

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Long Time Ago

Once upon a time

In this northern land

There was a man

Who numbered and named

All the flower in a system

It worked

However completely wrong

As it was

Time went on and on

Theories came and went

Like the cold water in a river

His stood firm,

Until a day when the Genesis of genetics

Told another tale

Families were not families

Or even relatives

Just look a like and false friends

So we started all over again

As a true believer

A son of a priest

Now it is time

To pull down

His statue and put it

Where the lilacs grow

Next to the pond

Gods come and gods go

And so will we

A Trapped Enigma

The night is not dark

More blue and filled with errors

This is the twilight zone

A place for melancholy

And desire

Long gone memories returning

To the land of the dead

Fear and frozen fingers

Silence and mosquitos

Only the tiny creek

Provides some distracting noise

Listen, listen

Because you will not hear

Anything

Unless you are humble and patient

The forgotten gods is almost gone

Still present in the

White summer night

Shadowland

We are still here
After all this year
Frustrated
Lonely 
Naked 
In the winter 
In the summer
autumn and spring
They play their
Game
And I now
an old man
Without any possessions 
are thrown around like a small
piece of paper in the wind

The gods are looking
the other way and
the outcome is almost
Certain