The pale pagan satellite shines over the towers and domes
Looking at the man-made temples of brick and stones
Erected to pacify some furious gods who sow plagues and fire
In the many tantrums of their relative young age
The unexplained and the mysterious
Offer opportunities for the wicked
To set yoke and whip upon the frightened believers
And proclaim themselves as the new saviors
Photo Hugh Ardoin The Estates of Emergency Gallery