Exposure Poem by DM W
Exposure
I want to expose a world built on myths
With poems that punch a hole through the night.
I want to shed light on an unblessed age
With the aid of time - honoured maps and guides.
We need them. There is too much darkness here.
We cannot perceive beauty without them.
We cannot find our way to the promised
Kingdom with inadequate, rusted tools.
Modernity's incoherent debris
Clearly will not serve this ultimate purpose.
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9/10/2025 8:28:15 AM # 1.0.0
Dominic, I always class it as foolish neglect. Our methods and human thoughts to let things go, to go, to seed, to go to pot, to escape us. When we could be a lot more than a lost virtue(s) . And then we as a species backtrack after our mistakes and then pick up the pieces and start again., perhaps for the better, who knows. A perceptive poem and a food for thought one too. Five stars and take care