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Messiahs and martyrs And saviors And saints Sacrosanct Sanctimonious False idol feints Behind gates, Palace walls Fortified in a lie An elaborate, Enduring Mythos we contrive And apply To the lives Of misguided lost souls Filling holes With the answers Of what never knows How to be of this world Without more to assign What is so picture perfectly Flawed by design Intertwined with The years we spend Spacing in time Agonizingly trying To find Our own kind Out among the expanse Starry satellite trance Higher intellects seek And destroy To advance The agenda, to claim A new age Under orders Anointed upon The consent Of the heaven-sent Nuclear bomb
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Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 9:31 AM UTC
Oppenheimer's Lament
Messiahs and martyrs And saviors And saints Sacrosanct Sanctimonious False idol feints Behind gates, Palace walls Fortified in a lie An elaborate, Enduring Mythos we contrive And apply To the lives Of misguided lost souls Filling holes With the answers Of what never knows How to be of this world Without more to assign What is so picture perfectly Flawed by design Intertwined with The years we spend Spacing in time Agonizingly trying To find Our own kind Out among the expanse Starry satellite trance Higher intellects seek And destroy To advance The agenda, to claim A new age Under orders Anointed upon The consent Of the heaven-sent Nuclear bomb
michael-marchese
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Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 9:31 AM UTC
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