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THE NEW GODS
There is a balance
You do not
Try to achieve
Like a thief
You conceive
Of new ways
To deceive
The old gods
With their stale
Ends and odds
It depends on
A flawed system’s
Rigging and men
Who keep digging
New graves
For the means
And the ways
Of our ghosts
So a toast
To the new gods
I love you
The most
You do not
Try to achieve
Like a thief
You conceive
Of new ways
To deceive
The old gods
With their stale
Ends and odds
It depends on
A flawed system’s
Rigging and men
Who keep digging
New graves
For the means
And the ways
Of our ghosts
So a toast
To the new gods
I love you
The most
Published 16th Oct 2021
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20th Oct 2021 2:36pm
Liking it. It has a stream of consciousness flow to effortlessly binge on.
20th Oct 2021 5:46pm
Thanks. I originally posted it as a paragraph because I felt that flow was different than a typical poem, but ended up choosing this form.
