When There Were Gods

When There Were Gods.

When Enlil, was God of the great space between Earth and Heaven,
like a wild bull, he thrust into the mountain of the East
and she delivered herself of Summer and Winter like rich cream.

When Enki, ruled the deep sweet water between Earth and Below
like a rampant bull he went between the two rivers
seeded the Tigris and Euphrates with sparkling water.

Tanks lift their barrels destroy what they see what they can’t see,
crush a million tablets powdering poetry, killing history.

I pray for Enlil to once again rule between Earth and Heaven.
I pray for Enki to once again rule between Earth and Below.
I pray for the Wild Bulls to return,
for Summer and Winter to be again delivered as sweet honey and rich cream.

© Anthony Fisher November 2010