Being a Goddess

I am trapped

inside that pretty picture

The light in the candles

reflects on the deceit

and the heat

sears my soul.

they worship and garland

and sing paeans to me.


I was killed

aeons ago

and buried

out of sight.

Replicas are installed

in every town hall

to deceive

and conceal my plight.


Creation, Preservation

and Destruction

all continue swiftly

in a higher gear.

Myths are created

ignorance preserved

to destroy the Truth

that they so fear.


Thursday Photo Prompt #writephoto by Sue Vincent

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