Husbandry

Adamah, a pawn

He came from the soil; deaf, blind and ignorant

Raising granaries like fortresses, mighty ziggurats into the sky

Careless and arrogant he mapped the skies

Each bean of light, a rung for his grasping hand

Adamah, outcaste

Driven to the desert, far the green gardens, parched and broken

Father of monsters, builder of cities, enslaver of men and families

Pouring blood into the thirty ground

Mixed with lime, the quick foundation

Corrupt Adamah

Keeper of secrets, the thief in the night, Jealous of the light

Like Manu, a man of tyranny, or drunk Noah whispering curses

Cruel and hateful old man climbing the dais

On the backs of broken men

Foolish Adamah

Doomed by the spirits of revenge

The biting wind, sharp and cold, listen to the thunder roll

Watch the flash of Enkidu’s spear, burning your brittle bones

A glowing cinder like a dying star

Adamah falling

Into hands made strong by toil, turning the wheel

The oppressed rising, to set the world on fire

The meek inherit ashes, bitumen and pitch

Nothing grows in salted fields