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The Raft of the Medusa

Slowly we wait
In sea corridors of hate
For this storm to abate with its tossing
Spume laden caught, cover this thought
Dashed on the swell of consuming
Lashed to a lost mast that is deliberately smashed
Against a sad song of our making
Siren thus sing, not hope aspiring
A Medusa’s raft inchoate
Deliberate this theme
Does not countenance a dream
Of lost and once more in this burning
We eat what is ours, deliberate for hours
At last when the weak are complaining
How hard we are done
Both to and yet from
To sink in an ocean debating
Then when no more is then left
To sink to these depths
Slip down to the cold, still more screaming
Our last breath, we are fools
Consuming the jewels and breasts of our God’s
Consecrating
The body and blood, this we have understood
Is not for the want of surviving
We commit to the sea a fresh longing to be
A slip on the tide devastating

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The painting by Gericault and a famous incidence of cannibalism

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gericault, sea, shipwreck, survival

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