Dark Times Are Coming
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The Rock of Ages
Is beginning to crumble;
Pitfalls marked on Time's
Weathered map, suggest
The gradual rise to power
Of a cruel and vile
Arbitrary order. It
Will come like a bird
Of prey in winter soaring
Remorselessly through
Biting winds. It will come when
We least expect it;
When we seem to be content
And snug under
Artificial lights; when we
Are satiated;
When Faustian longings are
All the rage; when we
Have forgotten faith and no
Longer feel the need
To kneel and pray. It will come
When we're completely
Immersed in secular ways.
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