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Apocalypse/Apotheosis

By: tomillo
Competition Year: 2013
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Genuflection, Genuine Reflection,
A lifetime lesson on closer inspection,
Holding up candles to black holed acres,
Worship in tatters, asking for takers,

Can you revive the pulse of another generation,
Reveal itself now as another fixation,
The motion on screens we see but don't feel,
Turn up the headphones and forget what is real,

Will I regret the things I thought were right,
Will I forget the loving dreams of days turned into night,
Is there a path to follow, trodden and worn,
Where time is temporary, all scriptures are torn,

Tell me we left home and need to get back,
The father who made us traces our tracks,
Trial and error spells nothing for no man,
Before us the terror of no sea and no land.
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