Blood is Blood

This brutal rain,   This brutal rain,
a prologue.   a prologue.
We are   We are
the Chosen  
    the desert dwellers of the shifting dune
the ones who signed the covenant,  
delivered the Word   and the wind above its infinite wave.
and constantly argue with God.  
    We are the geniuses of zero.
We are the wanderers   We are the travellers
who honour learning because it is holy   and traders of camphor and
and easy to pack at a prophet’s notice.   cloves, myrrh and rosewater.