The Reign of Illuminations

Under the Empires of the Sun and the Moon
the Earth returns
Its grey,
everything raped.

The dolphin sound squeezed
From lips
Breathing after everything else
are to clay,
as everything ashen
are to the day.

Soldiers of ratio and risk,
weigh the Iraqi and the moment
within the wait
(everything illuminated
now fades).

What seemed to be
was deceit,
and what was truth
lays dead,
forever abstract
to the West.