TruthtellerA Poem by MontagHe appeared one
day, walking out of the desert. He told us to gather together our eminent doctors and jurists, and only when we had done so did he speak: Truthteller The ancients knew that from the shadows of the Underworld spirits sometimes send false dreams up to the sky and I wonder if it is thus you have been deceived about a Father sending a Son for atonement so that all who believe may live in a forever of bliss. Surely this is a story told to children who do not consent to sleep until they have a happy ending. In my land eternal punishment and reward arise not from belief but from our actions being judged and assigned as follows: the virtuous loll in the sun and dandle their children those who were kind stroll about, nodding to one another in greeting the humble bathe in the waters of goodness but the grasping sit cross-legged, and frown before mirrors the vain are pecked at by crows the indifferent are forgotten the slothful moan and droop and dissemblers eat hay with the asses. I tell you these things that you may conduct yourselves accordingly. © 2024 Montag |
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Added on April 16, 2024 Last Updated on September 18, 2024 |