Poetry Book - 10. National Poetry Month 2019 - Part III - A Glimpse of Future Days

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One of these days
With the strength of ten
One hundred days in desert sand

Hear one thousand screams
Ten thousand drums
One hundred thousand people perished

One million miles away from home
One billion children wished you well
A trillion tears

That no one wants to hear

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Outlawed, shamed and persecuted, we cast a shadow
Lost in darkness and distance, beneath and above the surface
In deathlike grayness and among their mortal remains
We witness the clash of cultures

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I will unmask you and your kind
Something holds the key to your past
Bizarre and horrible things have taken place
That we will never know about or understand
A lingering horror, an epic defeat
Goodness, beauty, and grace were
The things you killed first

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How many times, the shadows asked, must we
Rest beneath the surface and in the absence of light
Whose nature we cannot imagine until dawn will
Allow us to perceive with our own eyes events over
Which we have control and that change our lives?

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Blurred lines
The memory of another time
Another place
Legend

The old celestial city
Submerged patterns of letters
Arrows and lines
Tears pricked their eyes

The past and the present
The symbol of the serpent
Sacred artifact
Bottom line

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Ophion said
Let’s resurrect
The City of God
In the heavens

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