THE GODS ARE FED UP WITH THIS STRIFE

 

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A livid sky hangs

like a pang of remorse

over the deserted streets.

The beauteous songs

and the flowers

have been abandoned;

we must abandon

the blood, too: these gods

are dead and seem to say,

“Have mercy on us

we who are fed up

with this long strife

between the inquisition

and society.”

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