The Death of Sirti
by Michael Carl Musser
Author's Note:This poem is a
continuation of the story begun in The
Last Avatar of Light, which appeared in Aphelion #20
The Host gathered and Sirti answered, "War!"
"Let us fight and show them Death's door!"
And so her armies grew, billions strong,
She thought she could win; she was wrong.
Of her billions, not a single one remains
To each, one and all, the Host's darkness came;
But Sirti alone lived, exiled to atone
Where her beauty flares for herself alone.
I wonder at her beauty, that caused billions' deaths,
Sacrificial lambs, meat for the Host's breath;
For we all know, beauty cannot best darkness alone;
In her hand, a light must be shown.
© 1998 Michael Carl Musser
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