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Thompson George Feb 2014
I

When the world freezes over,
The soft glow of the computer screens will leak against a sky-black universe
When everything goes on without us,
Stop-lights and streetlamps will light the way
For all the people who don’t look there
The beast in the pit
When the stores will always be empty,
Vegas will ****** no one with her lights,
A blinding light

II

Green-glow and blue-shine will cry out
From their boxes in vain, to
The glowing black-blue swirl of
Cosmic magnificence!
Humanity’s ancient projections will whimper and beg
The interstellar paradise ingentis so unexplored
For desperate affection and faces,
        drooling.

III

When the bottom falls off…
When the bell tolls for thee…
When the plug comes out from the wall….
You will not look,
You will stare.
Eyelids - hanging like abandoned bridges
Skin - blue with the afterglow still clinging to what it caught.
Sweating through your bottom
Until you expire, and – then, we will cower away from the great
For thine…

IV

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Sunday Igwebuike Jul 2019
I have come to see,
That dreams can come true!
I have seen the stuff:  That dreams are made of!
There are dreams, And there are dreams!
Dreams in the lands of God,
Are for me golden!
Facti accompli .  

God's dreams are dues upon us,
The invisible God is in all,
Seeing and overseeing his creatures,
And sending his thoughts,
To us in the name of dream.
God is talking to us, In that dreamland stair.
When we are too still to hear his voice.  

The earth and her children,
Are complaining ,bitterly and in angst,
That their dreams are no longer happening!
Is that so? Of course no.
There is no problem with God.
The problem is man,
Who has refused to follow his ways!
Don't you remember Joseph and his dreams?
Can't you see that God's dreams,
Are really something else?    
  

Now what is my dream?
Stuff I think you should know.
I want God's light to penetrate,
Every dark region of my soul;
So that I can serve restfully,
His purpose for my life.

— The End —