Observe Modern Tribes
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Observe modern tribes:
Illusions of fleeting youth
Persist through lifetimes.
Sheep- like and docile, they drift
So aimlessly through
Prescribed days. They are entrenched
In trivia and
Absorbed by screens from, cradle
To grave. Whispers of
Wisdom and compassion are
Unheard. They cannot
Sense marked changes in weather.
They cannot perceive
The bold warning signs which pass
Them by. They are deaf
To the time honoured prophets'
Proclamations forged
By symbolic blood and fire.
States of sweet grace are
Alien to these hollow
Ones. O the scales will
Never fall from their glazed eyes! :
Too many distractions;
No flash of light in the dark;
Only the treadmill
Of these artificial ways.
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