The Thought Process to an, I

one.
In the temple of economy,
worth is sent through the wires:
life sings hymns to avarice and sells thought
to its progeny in praise of infinity,

void where ideology eclipses
the limitation of matter—

Our belief in existence is eternal.

Mortality,
its death, starts in the brain of power
but does not spread to the cells,
even atoms seek stability
and it makes me wonder—

About consciousness:
a radioactive responsibility and faith
splits the nuclei,

the books says,
you can be important and your life
a gift granted
by the Universe—

Each suppressing our fear of forever,
looking at cracks in the shell
of our singularity.




two.
the wires void
our belief in mortality:
its death does not spread
consciousness, responsibility
splits the book,

a gift of fear
granted.





three.
the wires believe in mortality,
death splits responsibility,

a gift granted.