The Tower of Silence stands tall. <br />The concept of keeping the elements pure <br />certainly appeals to me. <br />Keepers of the Flame <br />are to me a strange people, <br />but hardly beyond understanding. <br />I think of the carcass <br />hung in that tower <br />and imagine myself <br />hung there, rotting, but conscious <br />of the black birds <br />tearing at my flesh <br />piece by bloody piece. <br />It is like justice <br />in my eyes. <br />Of course, to me, <br />the sacred earth has always been <br />far more important <br />than the pompous ego of mankind.<br /><br />Rebekah Gamble<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zoroastrian-death-rights/
