God in all his aliases
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Yahweh, Moloch, Shiva, Allah...
escaped through twisted streets
in his trench coat and hard hat,
and afraid to follow his mind
down another black alley,
through a cloud miles deep,
sat down on a pile of ash
that once touched the sky
then vomited centuries
of blood, liquid iron,
melted flesh, powdered bone,
splattering our blue-green world
that floats in his dark void.
He took a flag from
his pocket,
wiped his tight-lipped mouth,
looked up at the shining city
that still rose through the dust,
a forest of glass and steel,
spires swaying overhead,
watched windowed eyes
staring, hard, at him,
and wished himself dead.
Orel Protopopescu
is a children's book author and published poet (Spoon River Review
and others). Her most recent book, "A Thousand Peaks: Poems
from China" with Siyu Liu, has been reviewed by the Washington
Post, School Library Journal, Booklist, the San Francisco Chronicle,
and others. Scholastic Professional Books is publishing her book
on teaching poetry in grades 4-8 in 2003.
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