Eve Of Destruction, Before Creation Of The New Poem by Etienne Charilaou

Eve Of Destruction, Before Creation Of The New



Resplendent edifice
so sacred -
a jeweled crown
shining in the night,
torn down,
rebuilt,
torn down again,
rebuilt again.

World of Horror
beating blackly.

Ideas, thoughts
subdue
before they make you
something true.

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