|Bright lanterns, yet marbles scattered by infants to scare away darkness,
Every lost night traveller’s delight – the reliabity dreamt by the watchmaker.
The commander coursing through on his authority; no blemish to be seen.
His delight expressed at each trip, the full face in jubilant show.
Men of all ages, men through all ages; their imagination hijacked in consent.
Their origins hurting the inquisitive – each answer simply questioning him more.
The artist seeing shapes, others their power to seek fortune and desperate hope.
God’s messengers offered blind faith; his ambassador full submission.
Each ablaze such, scientists in awe, Hiroshima left forgotten and blushing,
Fury unstoppable, the scornful grudge spread through vast emptiness packaged
as the source of eternal life. The spiteful child looking in plain disgust yet helpless -
each moment fuelling another until accepting the ultimate sacrifice in desolation.
The weak going out with a whimper as each trace dies away – the soulless body.
Few still in fury left spinning eternally past death, light darting in every direction;
the restless stroll of the imprisoned tiger. The largest though, total destroyers eating
savagely all in its way to restore the darkness it so once lit up!
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