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I do not understand most local tales
But the gossip and rumor I can get
Imply that, beneath his many, bright veils
About death, Utnapishtim does not fret
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Children and paupers whisper about him
They say he was born before the deluge
And for facing that catastrophe, grim
The gods made him immortal; a boon huge
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Now he sings stories and tells fortunes here
In a clean and prosperous marketplace
Through which my guide and translator does veer
To bring me with the ageless face to face
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I ask the black bard to tell my future
My guide translates: “You merit no future.”
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D. J. Reddall
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Comments (2)
Oh wow, that ending was such a plot twist! Never saw that coming. Loved your poem!
What does he know? "You merit no future"? Pah! Immortals, eh? They think they've seen it all. I find your daily stuff extremely stimulating, D.J.. You educate me, get me thinking, show me wonderful art and I like our exchanges. Thank you.