North came forth,
Lighting up the sky.
The other three,
Filled with envy,
Banished him

South had a mouth
Leaking poison and perfume.
The other three
Sucked her dry,
Pushed her down

East gave the least,
Yet
The other three
Wanted him
The most.

West held the rest
In an iron fist.
The other three
Held him too--
He hoped.

North traveled to a faraway land,
Forever changed.
For a thousand years
Resisting
The western hand.

South’s smile shivered.
Sitting outside
For a thousand years,
Frostbitten and scarred,
Her heart quivered.

East gave the least,
Yet
For a thousand years, still,
They wanted him
The most.

West covered himself
In everything and nothing
For a thousand years;
Waiting in white
To reveal himself.

North never knew
This world he claimed to have created
In front of everyone.
He sent smoke signals
To no-one.

South stuck a sword
Deep into her breast.
In front of everyone
Sliced her skin,
Smeared her blood.

East explored everything
For fear of exclusion.
In front of everyone
He played
The perfect tune.

West wanted to whisper
Secrets to the east
In front of everyone:
“Forget them,
stay with me.”


And the northern armies marched,
Each following the one before him.
And the southern winds blew,
Turning green to black.
The sun continued to rise
In the east,
While the west
Waited.

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