Taught by prayer
The Aztec’s god and his thirst
For blood
Is insatiable
Disabled men poised
Over angry sticks
Fresh from the Awakening
Desiring the future
remain silent
Life -the luckless worm
On the hot pavement
Call me blind
Call me a coward
I have a woman
A sure lover tumbling
Into my open arms
And as an atheist
There is nothing Holier
To be known
Than her tilted
Upward
Expectant face.
.
Malcolm Paul
Picture Nick Victor