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Do Not Make Peace With The Void

  • Augustine Wasef
  • 2 days ago
  • 1 min read

Image credit: Eugene Golovesov/unsplash
Image credit: Eugene Golovesov/unsplash

By Augustine Wasef



Recused by internal reclamation,

We do not believe in your senescence. 

You are self propelled in obsolescence 

And do we not accept your resignation. 


Unlike flies attracted to a fatal light, 

We do not prostrate towards your master, 

Just like your Promethean disaster, 

Venturing to an eschatological plight. 


This algorithmic conflict may be tilted 

And its binary outcome premeditated, 

Our identity has been confiscated 

With our humanity gutted and guilted. 


Trading your illusory love for survival 

Embracing an ecological revival.



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