Auguries of Guilt

The crickets made our song
Daily rhythms like a band
Until these heroes come along
Spilling sewage in our land

Tell the kids there's a messiah
Tell the soldiers it's their boss
Two hectares of olive groves
And Lavender cutting costs

Yell out as loud as a weather god
A thunderstorm, an avalanche
An Anzu bird, a bull
A bomb inside a Cadillac

Like the hero
Killing the guardian
Of the forest
Set a white hot flame
To the cedars
Reduced to wasteland
Like the hero
Killing the guardian
An omen of an omen

From slung stones of child soldiers
Names engraved into the sun
To smart bombs against Goliath
In paradise and beyond

From the mother of the Jordan
Through the white stone tomb
A plate in bed, a fighter jet
A wake in someone's living room

For the death of a villain
Mourned with fragrant rose
Burning sacrificial herbs
To light the maggot in his nose

Bones from stone, blood from sea
I want more life in between the trees

Bring sweet words to the quarrel
Friendship burns with special oil

Above the column of limitless fire
To the animal womb, hungry and tired

Ensnared by craving through countless earths
Hastening through this round of rebirths

The great screaming, the great heating
A bright pearl with dust covering

Like the hero
Killing the guardian
Of the forest
Set a white hot flame
To the cedars
Reduced to wasteland

Like the hero
Killing the guardian
Of the forest
Set a white hot flame
To the cedars
Reduced to wasteland

An omen of an omen of an omen