I Come for the Forsaken
A Poem by Mother Maggie
My sig oth was looking up unusual place names and ran across the name of a hill in Australia. It is an Aboriginal name...translation..."Place where the devil urinates" it inspired this !["](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/quote_end.png)
© 2013 Mother Maggie
Author's Note
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I was born in a time
of flame and smoke
when the sun’s relentless fire
burned and dried the world
to ash and dust
I am the man
from where the Devil pisses
Wise men fear my coming
the brave quake in their boots
at my advancing footsteps
I am the man
from where the Devil pisses
No ambrosia ate I
nor sweet nectar sipped
my fast broken on brimstone
my feast imps and demons
my mother’s milk—mephistic ooze
from Lucifer’s own latrine
Darkness like the tomb
heralds my arrival
the birds still their song
grave business brings me
I am the man
from where the Devil pisses
Bolt your doors
shutter your windows
look not upon me
I am the man
from where the Devil pisses
pray I do not come for ye…
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Added on April 23, 2013
Last Updated on April 23, 2013
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Mother MaggieVancouver, WA
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I'm a writer, artist, musician and activist who lives in the Pacific Northwest--a region known locally as Cascadia.
I'm also an ordained minister through the Universal Life Church who follows and h.. more..
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