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The Dark (and Golden) Age ~The 1st September Song~

This month (September), like last year on Confession Zero, will be dedicated to Hunger Action.



There's more than one path to starvation, perhaps none seem as cruel as the empty belly, but they are cruel nonetheless.

 Willful ignorance breeds contempt, yet it’s seeds cannot feed the hungry. Lies, when repeated, are believed to be truth, yet not a single bloom opens as a result.

 The path remains open to us.

 We boil our wits in the fatty waters. The ancient hearts decay and the rising truth draws near with the laughter of invention.

 Where is our creation in this, our swamp? When might we begin? At whose behest if not our own? Why have we not thought of the human invention?

 The warring of knowledge- Fear of our tenure of creation- Come! Let us begin! Let us feast on truth alone, the rest will follow.


© 2010 by mark prime

Hunger Action Month

This is the first poem in the month-long series of daily poems, September Songs, posted for the month of September 2010. 
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