Shadow Of The Red Rock

come with me into the evening come with me to the shadowy places to the deepest reaches of the cave we have left the garden behind us we go on a different journey now to behold in the thirteenth vision the foggy sun rising on a foggy day we see the men who come and go businessman, politico, and priest the corporate farmer, and the thief the butcher robots, doctors, fools the consumers of mythology and war what hath god wrought the golden rule sold out for gold reptilian predators roam at will divine avatars from planet mars revile a profitless truce is this our shameful destiny the dust of fear under the red rock no new religion beckons in the dawn while we ignore the obvious lessons there is a mark upon the soul of man can it be overcome we have had four millions years four million years to change our ways but man conducts his ruthless business like a frightened ape and in the end the women weep and feed the infants at their breast and children dream of better things before the loss of innocence it has happened once before it may come again as the hand of god or the soul of the universe or the beast mankind that consumes the insatiable apex beast of the earth the fire may come again as frightened eyes look up to see oblivion this is my grief beyond prayer the garden is defiled the fire storm is coming the plans are laid upon the table I see myself in a shard of looking glass I see the planet earth not only must I die but all of humankind and too our world fear death by fire and water risen seas cannot quench the flames ~~~~~ Eliot's fear in a handful of dust may be us.