they whispered, coaxed, nudged

of love fallen, hexed, decimated,

they showed, told, displayed

of thrones gotten, gold made, diamond stolen,

they gave of visions, of lust fulfilled, greed obtained

when pleasure is above suffering, when right is simply a narration

put together by bribed historians,

the spectators want to win, to get, to come on top,

who doesn’t?

even when souls are sold, easily fixed once again

when god is makeup, lip gloss, a shining on the forehead.

how splendid, how awful, how hideous

as the dead float by, the dead buried, the name of saints

chanted without meaning,

meaning is lost when hate is love, greed is ambition,

roots die and only ghosts of treasures remain.