Thursday, October 17, 2019

In a game where everyone's trying to lose,
Winning isnt anything.
My sons and I peruse the Mayan History Section
And see the bas-relief of the Great stadium,
And read about how archeologists think
The winner of the game
Was the one chosen to be beheaded
And offered as human sacrifice. 
My sons instantly say
They would have tried to lose.

It makes me wonder
If this is why Mayan culture disappeared.
Maybe their best and brightest didn't want
To be offered to the gods.
Maybe the best and brightest tried to fail,
Threw the game, and then left town,
Or went underground,
Leaving the official society and the gene pool
With only those who couldn't read the writing on the wall,
Second-besters willing to try too hard,
And maybe then the gods became unhappy 
With the ceremonies and the hackneyed outcomes,
And refused to hear their prayers
Even after all that was said and done.

-jenn


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