Heru, hello the Falcon
are you the right eye?
a morning Star of the mourning
the diety of red and white
abandoned in the womb of Isis
as Osiris overules the world

Am I the left eye?
that is obscured in desolutions
incriminated with the destitute
to parade on the streets with a revolution
to pollute the seeds with reminisce
of the aftermath that bore yesterday
as the blood floated in the cases
attributed to unruly desires
those rehearsing on a cliff
as the cascade of the waterfall cleanse

Heru, hello the Falcon
are you the right eye?
a morning Star of the mourning
the diety of red and white
abandoned in the womb of Isis
as Osiris overules the world