What if

What if a magic Lantern,

Speaking through the flame,

Could sort out all the bother

Of who and what’s to blame?

What if it was always right

In all that it proclaimed?

.

And what if it could tell apart

The good guys from the bad,

And mete out proper consequence

So justice could be had,

Sifting every nuance

For a judgment ironclad?

.

What if it could clarify

Which enemies to fight,

When violence can be justified,

When might truly makes right,

Which orders we can follow

And still sleep well at night?

.

What if you held this Lantern

And looked deep into its glow,

Illuminating wisdom

Free of error and ego,

Offering a path to peace

If we would but follow ...

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Would you hold the Lantern high,

To light a way through our morass?

—Or—would you douse the flame,

And shatter all the glass?

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And do you think perhaps

This has already come to pass?

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Note: In Greek mythology, Pythia was the high priestess of the Temple of Apollo at Delphi, also known as the Oracle of Delphi.