"Forge the metal"
he shouted
from beneath the place,
the sacred place
"We, too shall raise up
a shem"
The pulse of the air
Thicker than Ea's
Bloodlife that day
"Near the figs"
He told them
"Near the figs
We will place it"
"At Eridu
We shall make its
altar"
"We, too shall raise up
a shem"
"To the gods
We will fly"
He cried
And they heard
The thick yarn
Of his head
Whipping in
That quickened wind
"And with such knowing"
He promised his clan
"We will never meet
Death here"
"We, too will raise up
a shem
And we too will be
Anunnaki!"
The grassy broom
By the river
Smacked at his
Ebon arms
He did not care
He felt nothing
Nothing but desire
To go; to fly
To Nibiru
"In the furnace"
he told them
"We will coax the metal"
"Out of the sacred shaft
We will soon soar"
"We will mate the metal
To the skies"
"We will meet Enlil
In his heaven"
"We will serve Anu there"
"Grace us, oh Father
Enki, give us strength"
"Inanna, mother of all
Send us safe in your loving arms
To your heavens"
"We, too will raise up
A shem"
"For we are of
The nephilim"
