AGAMEMNON
It was an awful inspiration,
walking those twisted streets at
four in the morning. I had a small
knife tucked in my robe, in the expectation
of any trouble which might break out.
In those early days - as we weren't a warring
people - every quarter of the sunny city was
held by one or another group.
-
It was hard to live by the rules:
the wind disobeyed, the grape vines
went wherever they chose, the blistering
high skies, torrid heat and long hot days,
brought people to the testy edge of anything.
Tempers flared, and those 'Gods' - the stupid,
fiery ones - they never showed for anything.
-
Each day was another adventure of
some reckoning - wild animals, roaming,
pierced with their cries the endless night.
The next day broke, and then the next.
It was an awful inspiration,
walking those twisted streets at
four in the morning. I had a small
knife tucked in my robe, in the expectation
of any trouble which might break out.
In those early days - as we weren't a warring
people - every quarter of the sunny city was
held by one or another group.
-
It was hard to live by the rules:
the wind disobeyed, the grape vines
went wherever they chose, the blistering
high skies, torrid heat and long hot days,
brought people to the testy edge of anything.
Tempers flared, and those 'Gods' - the stupid,
fiery ones - they never showed for anything.
-
Each day was another adventure of
some reckoning - wild animals, roaming,
pierced with their cries the endless night.
The next day broke, and then the next.
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