Crossroad
if the king of kings is here
yet unbeknown to we
a latter day odysseus
king of our kingdom free
i wonder if his queen of queens
is waiting for him where
her suitors dig their graves in such
a way as to declare
the trap that they have set for him
the one inside our minds
that makes the truth a spectre
so distorted that it blinds
the people of a world at war
with light and life and love
pity noah's wife was less
important than the dove
what would he say to ham and shem
young japheth wants to know
how would he call jerusalem
which way would he go
when there are three mothers
all claiming one small child
with telemachus in the streets
running hot and wild
and three gods in the temple
all arguing the point
with priests and politicians
for the power to anoint
so if you are a suitor
you'd do well to understand
it's just an ancient crossroad
with water close at hand
Copyright © Steven Hanlon | Year Posted 2015
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