Pathos every day
Suffering and the Swine
Swine and the Devil
Devil and Sin
Compulsion is written
in the sinews of creation
foundations of creation
screeches and pain
We do it, we live
none want to
Shirk not from fire
Drown not in water
Stomp your feet
Vanish in the air
Between the hills, the bones of Earth weep
waiting for this moment
moment to fly to the skies
The dance of matter
does not know the rule
not compelled at all
Swine and the Devil