
GYPSY
Hellenes, chasers of Christians
polytheists, leftover relics
selected and accounted, you
followers of the Nazarene
populace guided by priests
shout, burn with light, curse
oh you, all idolaters.
None of you and none other
even the most wisest and
honorable will ever keep
the sunlight bestowed unto
you by its rays.
In the dark depths of the ocean
live some huge cetaceans
beyond the light of day, and
they see while the sun doesn’t
touch them, their bodies do
produce their own sun
phosphorescence is their foggy sun
that spreads a dreamy gleam
in the dark depths of the ocean
you too live like cetaceans.