He Calls Me Athena
Posted: 23 Jun 2015, 11:41
This is the battlefront; Titanomachy;
sheathed weapons and
glistening armor
This is my battle cry,
I will scream until I am hoarse,
I will release the fury inside
of me and this time, it won't be silent.
He calls me Athena
I call him Giantomachian,
He pursues me and I fling him
to the sky
like my unhappiness
where he makes a home in the sky,
where I call him
constellation Draco
This is the devastation of our home.
This is the fall of an empire, and again,
we will rise like the phoenix from
these ashes.
In Japan, they use Kintsugi to mend
broken pottery with gold.
I have cracks where my
veins should be and now,
I shimmer in the sunlight.
He has smashed me
like his mother's china set
only to paint me new.
This is apostasy.
He has started a religion only to protest it.
I am wiping the dirt from my knees, because
I tire from praying to a man has abandoned
everything.
There is a string between my vessel
and my soul and he bears the knife,
he bears my destruction
only to watch my reconstruction.
sheathed weapons and
glistening armor
This is my battle cry,
I will scream until I am hoarse,
I will release the fury inside
of me and this time, it won't be silent.
He calls me Athena
I call him Giantomachian,
He pursues me and I fling him
to the sky
like my unhappiness
where he makes a home in the sky,
where I call him
constellation Draco
This is the devastation of our home.
This is the fall of an empire, and again,
we will rise like the phoenix from
these ashes.
In Japan, they use Kintsugi to mend
broken pottery with gold.
I have cracks where my
veins should be and now,
I shimmer in the sunlight.
He has smashed me
like his mother's china set
only to paint me new.
This is apostasy.
He has started a religion only to protest it.
I am wiping the dirt from my knees, because
I tire from praying to a man has abandoned
everything.
There is a string between my vessel
and my soul and he bears the knife,
he bears my destruction
only to watch my reconstruction.