By: ChrisW
Competition Year: 2013
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Mere mortals throwing reactions to our purpose,
Battle lingers, tending a supreme conclusion
Their words, eloquent; and often proving worthless
Uncaring, causing scenes of sheer dissolution

One and the same; answering the calls of mankind,
Raging, a nozzle expanding logical soul
Commandments on the blade of deity entwined,
What verified laws, forces seeking to control

But can we number that we cannot comprehend?
As theorems light the way to greater meaning
Divine energy likewise gives to that extend
The wounds but suffered, a tarnished truth revealing,

As intellect shadows devotion ill-informed,
One wise forgets not to leave room for that reformed.
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