A Prophecy Poem by DM W

Lies & propaganda proliferate
Across today's wayward, peregrine world.
Yesterday's suffering's soon forgotten
As we bask in the glow of neon gods.
O we still worship spurious totems
As absurd as they are irrational.
All of the perennial games we play.
To mask the pure pools of silence we fear,
Can't absolve us of responsibility.

We cannot escape the terror of the Void,
Via myriad idle flights of fancy.
We cannot transcend this mortal Vale of Tears,
By vain pursuit of animal ecstasies.
We need to embrace all life's joys & sadness.
We can only be still and pray for pardon.
Please be still and penetrate the Light within.