Though we may share blood you are no brother.
Charm and comeliness but still half a man,
with such naivety that we might understand
— what trait captures father’s love, young one?
Come tell.
Come feel these talons pierce your skin and scrape upon the bone.
Now watch these jaws devouring the corpse you have become.
Murderous;
the lot of us
have seen the misdeed through
Oh we’d be damned if father knew
we’d become the slayers of a son.
Withhold the bones,
your tongues,
and hear me, brothers.
I’ve felt the touch that will spill us of our guts.
When the grips of nausea uncovers our perjury
we’ll reveal the answers, both of who and of what.
Why did you love him, as though he was one?
You are our father, and we your sons.
All murderous
the lot of us;
revive your cherished heir.
If we had at our way he’d been decayed in abdomens,
that boy stole from death,
Ahoeitu, future king of those left,
would never have seen us condemned.
Region: Oceania — Polynesian
Principal Characters: Ahoeitu, Eitumatupua, Children of the Sky
Charm and comeliness but still half a man,
with such naivety that we might understand
— what trait captures father’s love, young one?
Come tell.
Come feel these talons pierce your skin and scrape upon the bone.
Now watch these jaws devouring the corpse you have become.
Murderous;
the lot of us
have seen the misdeed through
Oh we’d be damned if father knew
we’d become the slayers of a son.
Withhold the bones,
your tongues,
and hear me, brothers.
I’ve felt the touch that will spill us of our guts.
When the grips of nausea uncovers our perjury
we’ll reveal the answers, both of who and of what.
Why did you love him, as though he was one?
You are our father, and we your sons.
All murderous
the lot of us;
revive your cherished heir.
If we had at our way he’d been decayed in abdomens,
that boy stole from death,
Ahoeitu, future king of those left,
would never have seen us condemned.
Region: Oceania — Polynesian
Principal Characters: Ahoeitu, Eitumatupua, Children of the Sky
Let your name echo on,
off my tongue;
I fear no timely death.
All mortal suffering I Defy,
with faith no saviour ought deny.
I watch the wraiths as they’re gathering,
preceding Yama, on a buffalo steed;
he’s bearing down with malevolence,
on me.
Should I relent and lay trust in your goodness,
in descent through the crust in to darkness?
My Shiva, I’m fading. Don’t forsake me, defend
— spare me this end.
…there is a slightest hinting breeze.
Dare I awake to what s’rounds my vicinity?
Rising up I find myself embracing sights familiar;
still, like homelands left in wake of war.
And what form is this that lies before me now?
Yama is your name, ol’ tyrant infamed;
gripping your noose with cadaverous jade hands.
Oh Shiva, you’ve fell death,
indebting corporeal;
we who so anxiously drew breath.
But as living laws crumble
we’ve lost sight of justice
— perhaps not deities
but our own mortality
instills in us all
our morality.
Deathless existence
has become the worst
fate I’d imagine.
Return mortal curse.
Region: Asia — Hindu
Principal Characters: Markandeya, Yama, Shiva
off my tongue;
I fear no timely death.
All mortal suffering I Defy,
with faith no saviour ought deny.
I watch the wraiths as they’re gathering,
preceding Yama, on a buffalo steed;
he’s bearing down with malevolence,
on me.
Should I relent and lay trust in your goodness,
in descent through the crust in to darkness?
My Shiva, I’m fading. Don’t forsake me, defend
— spare me this end.
…there is a slightest hinting breeze.
Dare I awake to what s’rounds my vicinity?
Rising up I find myself embracing sights familiar;
still, like homelands left in wake of war.
And what form is this that lies before me now?
Yama is your name, ol’ tyrant infamed;
gripping your noose with cadaverous jade hands.
Oh Shiva, you’ve fell death,
indebting corporeal;
we who so anxiously drew breath.
But as living laws crumble
we’ve lost sight of justice
— perhaps not deities
but our own mortality
instills in us all
our morality.
Deathless existence
has become the worst
fate I’d imagine.
Return mortal curse.
Region: Asia — Hindu
Principal Characters: Markandeya, Yama, Shiva
Stir up, Yhi,
glance upon darkest plains,
lay warmth with none but your eyes gaze;
bathe this land in light.
We’re restless in sleep and await an awakening,
reveal your radiance, raise
all life from shade.
Descend through soil;
there devils toil,
singing songs to derail
the dawn of everything that is sure to come,
so be strong,
find us slumbering on,
where we
whistle dormant calls
towards indifferent stars.
Keep on, Yhi,
have rivers flow from barren caves;
bring forth the flora and faunae.
End the droughts of lifeless eras;
bring about the men,
and help us stem
from the inanimate.
We heard you say,
“See good in
change, young —
the sun, the snow, sleet and rain,”
‘fore darkness reclaimed,
the terrain.
Return, Yhi, we’ll sing
as taking to wings,
with mist and with tides,
both rising in hopes, oh,
that they’ll reach brighter
skies illumed by
the brightness of your eyes.
There’s day on the horizon.
Yhi, bring us one last gift,
spare us forlorn wandering.
There is a sense here of
a heart that beats in part,
searching for synchronous pairing
in equal but opposite form.
Come, Yhi, give us one
Yhi, give us one
Yhi, give us one
Yhi, give us one we can love.
Region: Oceania — Aboriginal
Principal Character: Yhi
glance upon darkest plains,
lay warmth with none but your eyes gaze;
bathe this land in light.
We’re restless in sleep and await an awakening,
reveal your radiance, raise
all life from shade.
Descend through soil;
there devils toil,
singing songs to derail
the dawn of everything that is sure to come,
so be strong,
find us slumbering on,
where we
whistle dormant calls
towards indifferent stars.
Keep on, Yhi,
have rivers flow from barren caves;
bring forth the flora and faunae.
End the droughts of lifeless eras;
bring about the men,
and help us stem
from the inanimate.
We heard you say,
“See good in
change, young —
the sun, the snow, sleet and rain,”
‘fore darkness reclaimed,
the terrain.
Return, Yhi, we’ll sing
as taking to wings,
with mist and with tides,
both rising in hopes, oh,
that they’ll reach brighter
skies illumed by
the brightness of your eyes.
There’s day on the horizon.
Yhi, bring us one last gift,
spare us forlorn wandering.
There is a sense here of
a heart that beats in part,
searching for synchronous pairing
in equal but opposite form.
Come, Yhi, give us one
Yhi, give us one
Yhi, give us one
Yhi, give us one we can love.
Region: Oceania — Aboriginal
Principal Character: Yhi
Shining Heaven,
your brother’s rage
unsettles the lost lands
of which you’ve fled.
Darkness blankets all helpless;
wickedness vehement,
with you sealed in a cave.
How we beseech you;
idol come back to us,
we’re astray.
Hear our laughter, Uzume, she dances for you,
so obscenely whirling, blithe and merry.
All the noises of chaos dullen with time,
there’s no reason to seclude yourself, divine.
A splintering gleam;
might this be a showing of interest?
View the tree-hung mirror reflecting your shine.
Step out, and be welcomed by your loyal,
gracious and loving.
Step forth, and be saviour of blind.
Darkness blankets all helpless;
wickedness vehement.
But with your light growing,
hope follows closely.
Come, bring the day, radiant,
before you lose influence.
Purity spread outward;
come, bring the day.
(Amaterasu, rest in my arms, lovingly.
Torment is over; return to sky, suitingly.
Come, bring the day, dear.
Come, bring the day, radiant.
Come bring the day, dear.
Come bring the day.)
Come be our,
come be our sun.
Region: Asia — Japanese
Principal Characters: Amaterasu, Susanowa, Uzume
your brother’s rage
unsettles the lost lands
of which you’ve fled.
Darkness blankets all helpless;
wickedness vehement,
with you sealed in a cave.
How we beseech you;
idol come back to us,
we’re astray.
Hear our laughter, Uzume, she dances for you,
so obscenely whirling, blithe and merry.
All the noises of chaos dullen with time,
there’s no reason to seclude yourself, divine.
A splintering gleam;
might this be a showing of interest?
View the tree-hung mirror reflecting your shine.
Step out, and be welcomed by your loyal,
gracious and loving.
Step forth, and be saviour of blind.
Darkness blankets all helpless;
wickedness vehement.
But with your light growing,
hope follows closely.
Come, bring the day, radiant,
before you lose influence.
Purity spread outward;
come, bring the day.
(Amaterasu, rest in my arms, lovingly.
Torment is over; return to sky, suitingly.
Come, bring the day, dear.
Come, bring the day, radiant.
Come bring the day, dear.
Come bring the day.)
Come be our,
come be our sun.
Region: Asia — Japanese
Principal Characters: Amaterasu, Susanowa, Uzume
“Hide sad begging eyes,
for negligence is all
a hungered beast’s got to gain
of thrift hands.
Now, if turned to orenda,
lack of care will be repaid;
curse the soul
and cold steel will slip through the warm flesh.”
Placing wound upon her lips,
warm flow seemed such succulence,
creating a thirst sustained
much longer than the cut’s stream,
so knife-work developed new springs,
and soon thirst turned hunger
for the taste of own skin.
Oh, for the negligence done in.
“Know we were no burden
‘til orenda had maddened.”
If she had thought of those once loyal
she’d have flesh on her bones
but it’s not hard to see
the ignorance has torn her up
and self sustenance is not enough
for the hex.
Still with desire un-satiated
she’d lost control
she’d become fated.
The starved moistened gleam
might have saved, if she’d seen
all salivated creatures fangs,
the life of her trembling child.
The hunger is spreading.
Oh my dear, orenda has maddened.
“know we were no burden;
orenda has maddened.”
Take chase; imbibe the bloodline.
Do devour your own kind.
The thirst will never alleviate;
it’s reciprocal.
Region: Americas — Native American
Principal Characters: Dogs, Cannibal Woman
for negligence is all
a hungered beast’s got to gain
of thrift hands.
Now, if turned to orenda,
lack of care will be repaid;
curse the soul
and cold steel will slip through the warm flesh.”
Placing wound upon her lips,
warm flow seemed such succulence,
creating a thirst sustained
much longer than the cut’s stream,
so knife-work developed new springs,
and soon thirst turned hunger
for the taste of own skin.
Oh, for the negligence done in.
“Know we were no burden
‘til orenda had maddened.”
If she had thought of those once loyal
she’d have flesh on her bones
but it’s not hard to see
the ignorance has torn her up
and self sustenance is not enough
for the hex.
Still with desire un-satiated
she’d lost control
she’d become fated.
The starved moistened gleam
might have saved, if she’d seen
all salivated creatures fangs,
the life of her trembling child.
The hunger is spreading.
Oh my dear, orenda has maddened.
“know we were no burden;
orenda has maddened.”
Take chase; imbibe the bloodline.
Do devour your own kind.
The thirst will never alleviate;
it’s reciprocal.
Region: Americas — Native American
Principal Characters: Dogs, Cannibal Woman
I’ll never bow to your inferior creatures of clay;
cast me deep as you wish in hell.
In murmuring false words
I’ll drive Haiwa out,
down through rampant flames.
Eat the fruit sweetest smelling tree bears
lest you ever wish yourself bear child, child.
Sin
Sin
Sin
Sin
Despair herein.
I am your shepherd now.
He who’s borne of smokeless fire;
he who whispers,
coaxing weakest of wills.
All this world will fear the word of my glib tongue,
cowering at the thought of trusting feeble, self-guiding principles, dared.
(Haiwa, what have you done? You’ve doomed us.
Exiled out ‘mongst the stone and thorn bush.
Lover, what have you done? Come tell me;
tell were your feeble, self-guiding principles dared?)
Join us lost souls of “Life,”
there will be no more leisure in your being;
blame your bearing one.
(Pathetic, weak animate;
how could he compare you to
the likes of all this excellence?)
Region: Middle East — Islamic
Principal Characters: Iblis, Haiwa
cast me deep as you wish in hell.
In murmuring false words
I’ll drive Haiwa out,
down through rampant flames.
Eat the fruit sweetest smelling tree bears
lest you ever wish yourself bear child, child.
Sin
Sin
Sin
Sin
Despair herein.
I am your shepherd now.
He who’s borne of smokeless fire;
he who whispers,
coaxing weakest of wills.
All this world will fear the word of my glib tongue,
cowering at the thought of trusting feeble, self-guiding principles, dared.
(Haiwa, what have you done? You’ve doomed us.
Exiled out ‘mongst the stone and thorn bush.
Lover, what have you done? Come tell me;
tell were your feeble, self-guiding principles dared?)
Join us lost souls of “Life,”
there will be no more leisure in your being;
blame your bearing one.
(Pathetic, weak animate;
how could he compare you to
the likes of all this excellence?)
Region: Middle East — Islamic
Principal Characters: Iblis, Haiwa
Take up your arms; there’s menace among us,
and we, we are it’s demise.
Deep in the firs, where a tyrant abides,
we’ll make our abode.
Four hundred schemers as one,
and a titan at mercy
of what’s deemed must be done.
So conceit be blinding,
and guide sightless t’wards peril - be.
Tree needles shake like the terrified,
to the rumblings of colossal gait;
Zipacna arrives.
This mighty trunk fell before you
causes great chagrin for lesser men.
Lend your strength
and we’ll suffer the snickering arrogance,
as beneath soil you slip from our coil.
Place timber below,
while we rain ruin on your form,
‘til in the mandibles of arthropods remnants rise,
and we rejoice in the casualty.
Our construct complete,
as our home, as your tombstone,
we drink to the damning of your soul,
but does dirt still stir?
Might the mind still devise?
Crash of clamourous chaos splits the air,
which we so swiftly occupy,
raising through clouds,
through heavens, to stars.
(We, Pleiades)
So long as spirits burn,
will the subterranean eruption of he haunt we,
Pleiades.
Region: Americans — Mayan
Principal Character: ZIpacna
and we, we are it’s demise.
Deep in the firs, where a tyrant abides,
we’ll make our abode.
Four hundred schemers as one,
and a titan at mercy
of what’s deemed must be done.
So conceit be blinding,
and guide sightless t’wards peril - be.
Tree needles shake like the terrified,
to the rumblings of colossal gait;
Zipacna arrives.
This mighty trunk fell before you
causes great chagrin for lesser men.
Lend your strength
and we’ll suffer the snickering arrogance,
as beneath soil you slip from our coil.
Place timber below,
while we rain ruin on your form,
‘til in the mandibles of arthropods remnants rise,
and we rejoice in the casualty.
Our construct complete,
as our home, as your tombstone,
we drink to the damning of your soul,
but does dirt still stir?
Might the mind still devise?
Crash of clamourous chaos splits the air,
which we so swiftly occupy,
raising through clouds,
through heavens, to stars.
(We, Pleiades)
So long as spirits burn,
will the subterranean eruption of he haunt we,
Pleiades.
Region: Americans — Mayan
Principal Character: ZIpacna
Oh brother,
Osiris, sweet lover and lord,
I’ll seek out your corpse,
scouring the shorelines in woe;
promising vengeance on
self-decreed reaper,
long wailing and hailing discord,
‘round Nile,
whose waters are teeming
with beasts in the evening,
but deathly calm,
revering victims of envy’s scorn.
Cursed, cursed souls;
fate-bound we in throes.
Oh love,
in thirteen parts,
fourteen made in sibling ire,
live,
regenerate in me.
All of the time in grieving forgotten,
in one sexual embrace,
semi-sweet strokes,
draw us close,
to grant a son.
‘Fore second life you’ve been granted’s gone,
grant me a killer to avenge you;
to deal rightful death.
A killer to slay kinsman;
to steal living breath.
Region: Africa — Egyptian
Principal Characters: Isis, Osiris, Horus, Seth
Osiris, sweet lover and lord,
I’ll seek out your corpse,
scouring the shorelines in woe;
promising vengeance on
self-decreed reaper,
long wailing and hailing discord,
‘round Nile,
whose waters are teeming
with beasts in the evening,
but deathly calm,
revering victims of envy’s scorn.
Cursed, cursed souls;
fate-bound we in throes.
Oh love,
in thirteen parts,
fourteen made in sibling ire,
live,
regenerate in me.
All of the time in grieving forgotten,
in one sexual embrace,
semi-sweet strokes,
draw us close,
to grant a son.
‘Fore second life you’ve been granted’s gone,
grant me a killer to avenge you;
to deal rightful death.
A killer to slay kinsman;
to steal living breath.
Region: Africa — Egyptian
Principal Characters: Isis, Osiris, Horus, Seth
Dire Valkyries, tread closely;
we’re staring down the ravenous throats of giants,
in vigour weakening strife,
and though these sights and sounds fade,
let spirits be well culled for battle yet to come.
We’ll rise ‘gain, valiantly;
our essence given form in return
to war waged plains of terra.
Impart your crow, sage soot-red Hel-bird.
Hereafter we’ll
depart as men
fate-relieved of death.
Foreseen days
bring loss at celestial scale
to ravage all our known
— be sure.
Thrice long season
of grim frost, fall upon us.
Turning vile and hostile man,
(feuding loved)
aching for warmth and light’s rebirth,
for brother and brother,
great wolves, hunger lunar and solar;
cravings which elevate concerns of earthly plight,
veiled in everlasting night.
All we, in gallantry.
Awaken, on and on,
bein’ primed;
maimed in pride.
For descendants
and thrill of fight;
Odin, and life.
For all the terror, affliction and doubt
looming so ominous,
guiding our route.
On through gargantuan adversaries
and treacherous land.
On through pain and suffering,
heeding command
of mythic soul
who sight unseen falls viciously
to terrible jaws of howling fiend.
To what end do efforts lead
when all is said and done,
and all forms bleed?
For playing our part
in destiny’s telling,
we’ll abide, and we
will rise ’gain, valiantly;
our essence given form in return
to war waged plains of terra.
Impart your crow, sage soot-red Hel-bird.
Region: Europe — Norse
Principal Characters: Einherjar, Valkyries, Skoll, Hati, Odin, Frost Giants, Fenrir
we’re staring down the ravenous throats of giants,
in vigour weakening strife,
and though these sights and sounds fade,
let spirits be well culled for battle yet to come.
We’ll rise ‘gain, valiantly;
our essence given form in return
to war waged plains of terra.
Impart your crow, sage soot-red Hel-bird.
Hereafter we’ll
depart as men
fate-relieved of death.
Foreseen days
bring loss at celestial scale
to ravage all our known
— be sure.
Thrice long season
of grim frost, fall upon us.
Turning vile and hostile man,
(feuding loved)
aching for warmth and light’s rebirth,
for brother and brother,
great wolves, hunger lunar and solar;
cravings which elevate concerns of earthly plight,
veiled in everlasting night.
All we, in gallantry.
Awaken, on and on,
bein’ primed;
maimed in pride.
For descendants
and thrill of fight;
Odin, and life.
For all the terror, affliction and doubt
looming so ominous,
guiding our route.
On through gargantuan adversaries
and treacherous land.
On through pain and suffering,
heeding command
of mythic soul
who sight unseen falls viciously
to terrible jaws of howling fiend.
To what end do efforts lead
when all is said and done,
and all forms bleed?
For playing our part
in destiny’s telling,
we’ll abide, and we
will rise ’gain, valiantly;
our essence given form in return
to war waged plains of terra.
Impart your crow, sage soot-red Hel-bird.
Region: Europe — Norse
Principal Characters: Einherjar, Valkyries, Skoll, Hati, Odin, Frost Giants, Fenrir
Chuku said,
“Heed these words, and canine, spread:
resurrection lies in the hands of men,
and women.
Lay bodies over dirt fields,
spreading once-wood ashes upon the dead.
Now, go tell the false mortals of ill taught ways:
their dealings with dying.
Free them indefinitely,
of losses pain.”
With that the quadruped fled on hastened heels,
on, through death-fileds none would have known,
if not for lethargy.
A bearer’s rest would spell disaster.
As the dog slept his god grew restless,
sent a second bearer in his stead,
tragically forgetful of what was said.
With renewed vigour of repose,
canine arrived on sullen scene:
burnt bodies buried under pervasive earth.
“Cease these actions presently;
all you’ve known of what comes when corpses shun breath
has left them lifeless.”
Failing persuading the faithful,
the unwelcome “cur” left man to his meddling.
and so we die;
the passing of time weighing on our minds.
Region: Africa — African
Principle Characters: Chuku, Dog Messenger, Sheep Messenger
“Heed these words, and canine, spread:
resurrection lies in the hands of men,
and women.
Lay bodies over dirt fields,
spreading once-wood ashes upon the dead.
Now, go tell the false mortals of ill taught ways:
their dealings with dying.
Free them indefinitely,
of losses pain.”
With that the quadruped fled on hastened heels,
on, through death-fileds none would have known,
if not for lethargy.
A bearer’s rest would spell disaster.
As the dog slept his god grew restless,
sent a second bearer in his stead,
tragically forgetful of what was said.
With renewed vigour of repose,
canine arrived on sullen scene:
burnt bodies buried under pervasive earth.
“Cease these actions presently;
all you’ve known of what comes when corpses shun breath
has left them lifeless.”
Failing persuading the faithful,
the unwelcome “cur” left man to his meddling.
and so we die;
the passing of time weighing on our minds.
Region: Africa — African
Principle Characters: Chuku, Dog Messenger, Sheep Messenger
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