
Above the mortal weather beyond the reach of graves twelve shadows occupy eternity Every birth Every wound Every ending written before the first breath My city became archaeology before the embers cooled Names became epitaphs Houses became sediment A priest stood among the ruins and called it DIVINE DECREE I looked toward the mountain and learned a new word NO Ares withdraw your appetite from our wars Athena withdraw your calculus from our victories Zeus your thunder is not jurisdiction OLYMPUS ANNUL THE DECREE No resurrection No immortality I came for neither mercy nor inheritance OLYMPUS RELINQUISH THE FUTURE Our errors are sovereign Our grief is sovereign Even catastrophe belongs to us RETURN WHAT WAS NEVER YOURS The altitude stripped me bare First the shield then the blade then every emblem I had mistaken for strength Lightning cauterized the path The summit disappeared inside the storm Still my feet remembered their jurisdiction You manufactured flesh Not consent You ignited breath Not obedience Creation is not ownership And prophecy is only tyranny written in advance OLYMPUS ANNUL THE DECREE Keep your nectar Keep your eternity Keep every immaculate celestial promise OLYMPUS RELINQUISH THE FUTURE Let us miscalculate Let us betray Let us choose badly and bear the consequence Our mistakes require no divine permission "Mortal... state your petition." Petition? No. This is notice. The dead may remain dead I accept mortality I accept oblivion I accept the unremarkable grave But those not yet born are outside your jurisdiction "And if Olympus refuses?" Then strike. Let thunder be your final argument. Erase my genealogy. Confiscate my epitaph. Reduce my bones to anonymous mineral. But understand this You are not executing a subject. You are witnessing a secession. OLYMPUS REVOKE YOUR HEAVEN The human heart is not your province OLYMPUS SURRENDER TOMORROW No oracle No verdict No celestial design WE INHERIT THE ERROR WE INHERIT THE LOSS WE INHERIT THE CONSEQUENCE AND STILL WE CHOOSE ELEUTHERIA ELEUTHERIA Let heaven keep eternity Give us the unfinished world The gods erased his name. Centuries passed. No monument remained. No hymn remembered him. No scripture preserved his defiance. Yet from that day the future became unwritten.

