Do Not Make Peace With The Void
- Augustine Wasef
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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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