First Speech
As we had almost learned the meaning of a bird’s chirp,
and the secret of the lion’s calling, we chose to reach
the heights of our primeval gods, innocent blood that
drenched the virgin’s lips we kissed, lips that we once
loved to the point of grief, serious teachings upheld by
Herculean shoulders, guideposts we selected before
we reached our first goal: the first village. Übermensch
stood on top of the hovel when the canopy of the sky
was encircled by pitch black clouds then His thunderous
voice bounced onto our ears, as if God sent, as re-enacted
Apocalypse, ‘the longer you dwell in fear,’ He said,
‘the longer you’re slaves.’ His head was raised, as if
to address someone equal to Himself, the blood was boiling
in our veins as we got prepared for the new path of our clan
and we had just started to understand the meaning of this music.
Manolis Aligizakis 