O yesterday's noble, bloodied martyrs
Are reborn under technology's cold,
Efficient light. You shouldsee them soar as
They flaunt their mechanised angel wings
In deep blue skies! Who would have thought faith and
Science would make a perfect match? Yet one
Perhaps has to ask, Is it really true
That dreams can be reduced to mere atoms? !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A real killer of a modern poem and a modern killer reality of its closing line to end on. A great and enjoyable future tech to read though and that pic of Johnathan Price from the movie Brazil drills home your message Dominic. And five stars for inventing the future, yesterday. Thank you for your poem and I wish you well.