MAN'S LAMENT

From Middle Earth to land and sea,

Three traveled to the shores of Greece

With tools of magic made to breach,

And suits of mercury for each.

In whalebone ships, they slipped below,

To dive to depths beyond the glow

With Lava glass upon their heads,

They filtered air from seaweed beds.

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Left adrift in the deepest seas,

A golden scroll from mystery

Well hidden for a thousand years,

Beneath 'the waterfall of tears'

There, sharks seek out the scent of blood,

Below, in holds adorned with mud

Among the ghosts of sailor’s drowned,

A treasure, longing to be found.

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Below the decks’ the mermaids played,

Hypnotic songs, their serenade

Delighted were the hunter’s eyes,

Strange creatures gave them such surprise!

Three men's intent to glorify,

From Middle Earth, from land, and sky

Found themselves as cold as death,

Confronted by the ghostly depths...

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Then, suddenly appeared a light,

Soft at first, then blinding bright

Below it stood a silver chest,

It’s secrets waiting to confess.

The chosen three, the chest in hand,

Delighted now, returned to land.

Within the scrolls, the truth be told,

Of man’s lament in days of old …

Eons ago the world loved greed,

Their hearts were starved of basic needs

In search of gold, they sold their souls,

Their sin increased a thousandfold!

Technology would bide its time,

Gaining strength to rule mankind

No need for men to click their keys,

The world bowed down to mean machines!

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Angels cried from thunderous skies,

To warn of moral genocide

Within these scrolls, the truth remained,

A book of love and life explained

Man's love of meat and sinful treats,

Begot a terrible disease

This pestilence from days of old,

Made scarce the greatest tale told

A cure became a fiasco,

Of death and beastly placebos!

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Men from the middle, land, and sea,

Had found the 'Word' to set man free

No treasure map, nor chest of gold,

Instead, the greatest story told...

They traveled with the book in hand,

To Middle Earth, to sea and land

They spread the hope of heaven’s word,

At last, the prayers of man were heard...

We promised then, never again...

Would greed for 'green' create our end!

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© Wendy Phelan - 26 March 2020

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