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Axel Kock Poem
It has occurred to me now that humanity has come to lack the culture once held
O’ so very dear to our own existence.
As Dante once walked with Virgil, down an epic path of “Divine Comedy”,
moving from hell to purgatory, and then onto heaven itself, I walk here and now
with Homer.
Writing again the tales of gods and men, the divinity; has it been not lost to all? I
say unto this with the utmost of ease, “Nay”.
My life is now that of who I once was, none have known me until all my writings
have been both written and read; you see, within me Homer lives.
As we have both now done, though he much more than I; have sang out to the
muses, to the heavens, to the gods of lore; to have our words heard by more than
just the mortal ear; to be felt by the souls of all.
Within this I defy the church of God; I say again, “Nay unto thine oppressive
virtues, what thou teaches to those of this world is but half the truth; your church
has forgotten the history of our kind”.
Unto all that stand with me; is this quest now taken, that I now again walk “Lady
Fate’s” path, wearing my shoes, Homer’s shoes, the shoes that have for two
millennium not tread upon ground.
These shoes are however very thin, they allow me to feel again; every pebble,
each unevenness that can be found; with each new step there is something new
to be found.
Now it is time for me to begin this long journey; once again I sing, I praise the
gods of old; I now hail Athena and Aphrodite once more; my love forever unto
these sisters.
Let it be known unto all; I have returned, blood again rich, coursing through my
veins, burning with desire, the passion that I am makes me now cry out, “I am
Homerus, reborn from Athena’s will, for humanity again”.
“I am now here; writing my hymns for all to see and love, my works again fill the
libraries of mortal homes; they have, they will; I hail our gods, high in the
heavens; I thank thee again Athena; the love thou has shown within my works”.
There must never again be such a long span between my lives; two thousand
years, I have held my pen in silence; not writing one word; now within my return;
this new fashion of pen brings forth my new words, again for all to hear, even the
gods in the heavens.
Now unto those that try to keep us in their oppressive rule; “Thou art no longer to
suppress us, we are again free”; censorship be damned; my words will never be
silenced by any political factions.
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To the muses of today; my praise unto thee; my old songs still alive; works now
found everywhere; free unto any and all that are willing to read my words; it is for
humanity itself that Athena had bestowed upon me this gift; the gift of harmonized
thoughts, poetry.
For it was when she herself, Athena; leaving Olympus, came unto me, for
humanities sake; she explained to me the reasons for all the voices we hear
within our selves; “I praise thee Athena, your divinity has taught me how to listen
to all I hear; that which is within and that which is not”.
It was indeed you Athena; blessed art thou goddess, the gifts you have given
me; “May the muses again sing my songs aloud; may men again laugh at the
satirical hymns; may our political opressors again be unfree’d by that which was
bestowed upon me”; by all that is truly righteous; “Thank you goddess, my praise
unto you Athena!”
Now mankind has lost so very much; the wars, famine and plagues of the past;
the sins committed by the churches followers who seek to control
humanity; “Why has thou done such horrid things? Thou has destroyed the great
library of Crete, and for what, again for human greed; I say unto thee, thou has
committed a grievous sin indeed, a sin that can only be repented by the truth of
history; yee that worship god.”
As I did in Crete; here in this new age; where humanity lacks so very much the
soul it had when Colossus stood over the ancient harbor; I have shouted out the
words that Athena has given unto me; I cry now to have them understood.
“Hear me muses, angel and gods alike, I call out to all once more; with my
words help me now to bring back that which has been lost to mankind for O’ so
many centuries; rise in song with me for I am Homerus!”
Within this new life that Athena has set me in; I am bound into the life of a bard;
living in a land that was stolen by those that rule us now; I will be heard by all
those that still value the written words of my songs.
My words, unlike those of the churches; not to be forced upon mortals; it is
those that long for culture, the people that are righteous in their hearts, that I
again write by Athena’s hand; it is upon her path that I walk my life; my dreams
are once again put to paper.
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Now unto those that attempt to quiet me; it is to be known that I will not be
silenced, I will be heard by any and all that can hear; for those that can not read
my words; they will be read aloud unto them; children, parents, even the blind.
It was in fact Zeus himself that thanked Athena; that a mortal man should be
given this; a bard who will tell the true tales of the ages; discriminating to none;
that all mankind may prosper greatly indeed; from their divine teachings.
As each foot now falls before the last; my pen takes me again; the path I walk is
filled with pitfalls and traps of sin that call out to us in kindly voices; wanting only
for us to fulfill human greed.
As I look at humanities greed; “ May our thoughts be changed again to that
which is just and pure, may we again now praise the goddess Athena for the
beauty she cast upon our earth O’ so many ages ago”; I wish now nothing more
to return to this age, to the grandeur of old; may the muses sing again my words,
the words of Athena.
“ I am now again set loose into the world”; taking heed of course; as this body is
but that of a mortal, yet my soul will return again and again; so long as
oppression exists; “We must all do that which is true unto us, we must all be
free, within one another this can be achieved”.
It saddens my soul to it’s very core; humanity has lost that goodness of heart; I
cry out again, “O’ goddess, Athena, as I your servant write your words; I pray now
unto the sisters; Athena, Aphrodite, hear me as I cry out unto thee, help me to
restore unto humanity the love and beauty of your creations, save for that of
Aphrodite’s wars, they I would never wish to befall humankind again”.
There would be indeed nothing more grand; set free again upon this earth the
truth; that one and all sing together as we once did; it is this time that I long for
again; as the masses pass by this bard on the street; “Know now that I am
Homerus, I will Live on forever within the hearts of mankind; and within Athena’s
gifts of beauty I Homerus will always find goodness and peace!”
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