Coming nearer to the edge of the elitist circle,
His explicit trust returns to him as all validation;
His ascent at the top is approved by Heaven --
He has gotten the Mandate of governing, as well
As access to the divine realm of celestial beings.
Sacrificing and feasting on the Mount Olympus,
He wallows in lust and kingly brilliance,
Enjoying them together with his many friends
Whom he has come across in the southern lands.
Nevertheless, such a fiery alliance will lead him back
To extinguishing, which is beyond his ability to avert.
At the end of the day, that will prevent him from going
His own way but bring him back to the pitch darkness
He years ago left behind him starting from the bottom.
Ron
It is unclear to me whether these recent poems are meant to be stand-alones. It seems that they are interrelated somehow.