Just proper right before http://divergentfever98.jimdo.com/2015/09/03/shiv-shankaran-nair-the-intriguing-background-of-handball/ dawn
('...burn up them with the blood')
Darkened by the temple shadows
Are reflecting http://dominicanewsonline.com/news/homepage/news/general/breaking-news-baroness-scotland-is-new-commonwealth-secretary-general/ shots--
The Spill, that the Mom Goddess
Cast upon them was good
"Seize them!" was a voice afar--
"Whirl them aloft..."
(The citizens cried)
Can be identified on the change stand--
Soaked and moistened, warm blood. The Temples
The inhabitants couldn't established out
The turbulent fireplace
All to appease our Mother Earth,
Goddess of all
She speaks, Mom Earth, Goddess
Of Fertility, to all existence
They are all suitable listed here, in the sands and stones,
From the branches of the tree of lifetime,
Her offshoots spring
The Oracle was referred to as upon to intercede,
To give details
But the residue of their spirit was even now
Properly and alive...
Photographs--rituals of Purification
"We have to die tonight," whispered
Tarxien to Mnajdra
Roofed around, like a dome
Sacrifices with burnt bones...
(Who gave us start?)
No a human being could determine out why the blood
From the transform in no way at any time http://www.economist.com/news/middle-east-and-africa/21588378-chinese-businessmen-africa-get-attention-indians-are-not-far/comments?page=3 dried
This is the primitive cyclopean
Neolithic time period...
And the clergymen cried, as their blood flowed,
And they died...
(Some have rarely at any time died]
Statuettes, carvings, alters
And the two spirits even so dwell
At Ggantija's Temple
"It is the blood of the monks," their
Spirits are alive..."
[The Cyclopean Temples of Malta
Created by giants of outdated, with
Restricted Edition, to fifty [fifty] signed and
Numbered copies by the author:
Dotted with statues and temples of stone
Indistinct at twilight
"Sprinkle rams blood on them--
Area them on the alter...!"
[The Spirits never neglect]
Daring they stand, on the sands of
Malta--by the Mediterranean
Slabs on slabs, shrines massive
The spirits maintain in intellect
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Even the beauties--the ladies have not
Left, with gorgeous faces and breasts
Plastered and painted with blood
The farmer, the fisherman, the village,
Even the spirits of the lifeless
In which, each individual one morning..