My prior visions
of light on the other side
glimpse the next kingdom.
Where rubber meets road,
where the Earth meets heaven’s veil,
they merge, become same.
The lowly despised,
given trimmings of gristle,
as “leaders” eat loin.
Empty promises,
false assurance is no more:
God pierces the veil.
Our roles are reversed;
those who powered man’s machines
stand tall in the end.
-theothersid3
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