Cult Poem by Stefan Splawinski

Cult



myth of the modern rise of man
nothing progress shall impede
we can improve all with time
superstition and gods recede

as for mankinds material needs
shortly with communal blessing
we will eliminate uncertainty
and reduce all fiscal guessing

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