Please read Miriam first, Antonius second Mammon third and Miriam II last. They all form a continuing theme that is not yet complete but a work in process.
Mammon is the ancient Aramaic God of Wealth and Power.
Evil may have power to change events
Taking his ease
In a softly stuffed divan
Facing a roaring brazier
Luxuriating in soft lamb's wool
And starched linen
Home at last
After three years of
Watching scheming
Planning acting
Dressed in homespun
Living rough
His nom de guerre
Benjamin
The love revolution stillborn
The plotters Essenes
Judas Yeshua
Leading a small band of rabble
Improbably matured from inanity
To the threshold of supremacy
The Hosannas signaling their deaths
Judas the tactician
Yeshua the visionary
I trapped them both by guile
Yeshua's words jailed him in Caiaphas' hold
To die by Roman hands
Judas dead by mine
Lured with a promise of
Sanhedrin compromise
His hanging corpse adorned
With my posthumous testament
Of pouched silver
To cast eternal doubt on his purpose
And now I return to the vapour I am
Triumphant
Poetry by josephus
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Written on 2011-01-03 at 02:30
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Mammon is the ancient Aramaic God of Wealth and Power.
Evil may have power to change events
Mammon
It was a near thingTaking his ease
In a softly stuffed divan
Facing a roaring brazier
Luxuriating in soft lamb's wool
And starched linen
Home at last
After three years of
Watching scheming
Planning acting
Dressed in homespun
Living rough
His nom de guerre
Benjamin
The love revolution stillborn
The plotters Essenes
Judas Yeshua
Leading a small band of rabble
Improbably matured from inanity
To the threshold of supremacy
The Hosannas signaling their deaths
Judas the tactician
Yeshua the visionary
I trapped them both by guile
Yeshua's words jailed him in Caiaphas' hold
To die by Roman hands
Judas dead by mine
Lured with a promise of
Sanhedrin compromise
His hanging corpse adorned
With my posthumous testament
Of pouched silver
To cast eternal doubt on his purpose
And now I return to the vapour I am
Triumphant
Poetry by josephus
Read 524 times
Written on 2011-01-03 at 02:30
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