The Modern Deity
I spoke a volume of countless prayers.
In times prior that I have slept.
I believed in peace, in God, in one.
But then I collapsed and wept.
The truth does stab like daggers.
Upon most tender flesh.
When I found the modern deity.
Was impotent, flawed, and dead.
poem by Aaron Lynn
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