FESTIVAL OF HOLY MOTHERS Epic by Deji Kuye 1. CHAOS Gabriel: At the feast, angels gathered to worship And ambrosia be plenty for fellowship But prince refused to come to Break bread with the king –the king he claimed to Cherish than his golden horns –horns that pour Coals with which he received honour – Designed –honour designed as Morning Star –shining Down the path of Crystal River –shining Eyes closed –closed when the King unveiled His Emerald prize fit for the prince of His. Father, the King, suddenly, His fingers –lightning, Alas Face –thundering. “Treason, My prince and knights of his has Gone wild!” and Chaos prevailed when God, our Father banished then prince, and then His knights from the palace of peace. How has thou fallen? O revered star of peace?