. Poetry from The Great In-Between: Calliope

Tuesday, December 19, 2023

Calliope

 I

Calliope say



Use my two 

Sacred keys


One 

Silver for remorse


One 

Gold for reconciliation


To enter a new kingdom

Riding a wild

Tennessee walking horse


To be cleansed by 

My powers

And forces


Of redemption and salvation


To be divorced 

From Sin


As you walk through 

Your life


And all you meet

On its concourses


To be made righteous 

To try to ascend to Heaven 


As you conquer

The virus


Of pious apologies

And actions


Of those creating

Crisis 


To blind and try to 

Guide you


With poisoned words

Filled with typhus 


To take more

And more boosters


Of sweet lies

And vaccines


Until your lifeless


Before you rise

Up from the dead 

Like us


So I your eternal muse say


Let the poetry in you

Rise up


To fight 

The corrupt


For your freedom

Before you stand

Outside


Waiting for his highness


Saint Peter

To open his silvery

Gates


To a new kingdom

For the worthy and 

Righteous


So use and abuse my powers 

Until you can join

Us


To encourage others 

Just lost 


In the swirling 

Universe's Dust


(C)

Copyright John Duffy, 

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