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Godslayer
by Max BouilletGodslayer
I. Galileo.
Padua, pit of fatal
fact. Galileo sat with his
glass and exposed the god's.
Sealing the Fates,
and the Furies, too.
Galileo killed gods
with a parabola.
The glaring formula exploited
by the modern phallic flingers
to finish the godslayer's job.
II. Diana.
They have felt thy tease
for far too many years.
The bubble dance of
the heavens pricked their
loins into a frenzy.
They erected their fragile penis
filled it with fuel and
thrust. Slyly named it Apollo
and sent it to court
the virgin eternal.
Intent on penetration
they beheld her, bathing
in the tranquil sea.
Lust consumed them.
They vaulted. Spread her wide
and rammed their science
violently to and fro.
They made their mark.
Naked they took
pictures of her
spent and shivering
and left her sprawled in space
for everyone to see. Gape at
the naked goddess,
twenty five cents a peek.
III. Einstein.
Dreaming of death
in a neutral country,
the pathetic Prometheus
stole more than fire
from the gods.
The disgruntled patent clerk
took the very essence
of omnipotency.
Sterilizing the gods,
and fertilizing man's pride.
IV. Mars.
If it were only as
glorious as battle. But,
you were conquered by
mechanized Vikings.
Remote control toys
that danced on your grave.
They kicked up the blood
caked in your veins, and
swirled the scarlet
dust through test
after test to prove
you were dead.
And when the robotic
coroner had completed
the task, we were all
disheartened to find
no counter attack.
V. Neptune.
Majestic murk
you have not succumb.
Their tridents are no
match for yours.
You have swallowed
the unsinkable. Chased
them from their shores
and fooled them
with your unwinking eye, but
Great Engulfer beware.
Their deceit is greater
than their pride.
They will poison you,
even if it means their
own death.
VI. You and me.
Thus science chased the gods away;
unruly children damned
to the banter of old wives.
(both are stored in the same cubbard)
Bring them out on
holidays or dark nights.
But shhh, don't let anyone know,
or you may have to join
in the ridicule. 08/06/2003 Posted on 08/06/2003
Copyright © 2025 Max Bouillet
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by J. P. Davies on 08/06/03 at 07:09 PM Very interesting topic. Does this mean to convey the feeling that the industrial revolution was a tragic event in compared to the scope of the universe. Or are you just opposed to progress in general? I agree with several of these...(Mars and Neptune)but I believe the ventures into space are juat part of humanities innernost desires to touch something of god himself..the unreachable. by showing we can reach these things shows me might touch the hand of the almighty yet and yet i believe Albert Einstein said it best himself "Only two things are infinite. The universe, and human stupididty....And i'm not so sure about the universe." |
| Posted by Brian Francis on 08/06/03 at 07:38 PM Max--
Great introspective piece on the nature of our human condition.
Thanx for the read I enjoyed it.
peace -bf |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 08/07/03 at 12:14 AM so mny gods yet to leave by the wayside. Ares comes immediately to mind. Great work Max |
| Posted by Jean Mollett on 08/07/03 at 04:51 AM Hi Max,
I must say, ya caught me off guard with these. Unusal, kinda rough in some places and really rough in others. It's good writing, but I'm not quite sure what I make of it. I wasn't excastly expecting these. Jean |
| Posted by Susan Q Tomas on 08/10/03 at 08:58 PM I will probably IM you for more education on these topics. I find it interesting that you use real people and gods. I take this as a poetic debate between science and faith. I think they can coexist though. Just my little old opinion. |
| Posted by Graeme Fielden on 08/11/03 at 12:32 PM a thought provoking piece Max...cleverly twisted -well written too...just between you and I, the answer really is 42! All the best :) |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 08/11/03 at 01:44 PM Max... I will im a quote to you that is a Hopi Indian Prophecy... I was thinking about it just the other day and here you go and write about it. Wow. Neptune really got me... the last frontier, in a way, but we will conquer it even if it is at our own expense... |
| Posted by Don Coffman on 08/14/03 at 08:30 AM A very creative and insightful point of view. Diana and Mars were particularly good. |
| Posted by JD Clay on 08/14/03 at 12:31 PM The poetics you've used to disect science are more than sagacious, Max. It's about time someone evened the score, but be careful, people have been burned at the stake for less.
Peace... |
| Posted by Amanda J Cobb on 09/06/03 at 03:38 AM As others have said this far, an interesting piece, Max. Wonderful use of allusions, although I, too, am still debating how to take this piece as a whole. Beautifully written stanzas, though. :) Oh, and a note for Mr. Philip De Pinto above: Mars is simply the Roman name for the Greek god Ares, so it was indeed covered in this poem.
Keep up the great work, Max. |
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