Thursday, September 23, 2021

Alternate Timeline Blues

Information comes in like sun.
But the time of learning is done.
The world stumbles forward on broken limbs.
They are waiting to be rounded up, 
Shot and buried alone 
By those who say there is no God
Only darkness and extinction 
Of all they ever were 
As a final prayer.

They need something more,
But the sun streams in
Beyond any capacity of blinds
To filter.
I will walk outside,
Feel the codes,
Know that everything is perfect as it is.
I am too far away to help.