A contre-courant

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Our gods and ghosts both thinly disguised 

walk among us daily,

with assured familiarity, 

in plain sight they move unnoticed, 

unrecognized as immortals.

Were they lauded,

what laurels would we accord?

which sagas recite, 

libations pour, favours ask, 

audiences seek, with

these super-human beings.

We should never know our gods

or ever meet our ghosts, for

we will be ruined

and in turn ruin them.

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© Graham Sherwood 05/2019

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