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Fresnel Lens
Who shall guard us lonely ships
Against shores of rough rock
Who shall sit sentry
When the sea changes
It's shoreline
Risen
As if from a nightmare
Sheets twisted
In folds ever shifting
Who will keep the lamps lit
And the bells rung
The fog horn blowing
When the catastrophic calamities
And the storms of chaos they bring
Never end
Who can be our guide
When solidity tumbles into boulder; crumbles into sand
And we can no longer rely on it for a solid foundation
As minds are molded by mercury
Floating those giant, heavy glass fractals
No solidity on which to build our steady lighthouses
We must make light ships
And swarm our ever changing coasts
Mobile beacons alerting fellow sailors
Of the dangerous surf
When it meets the ever-eroding turf
Warning us of the wild weather
That brings ever wilder woes
We must invent new lenses
With which to magnify our light
To see and steer by in the dark
And save millions more ships
© inkcloud
Against shores of rough rock
Who shall sit sentry
When the sea changes
It's shoreline
Risen
As if from a nightmare
Sheets twisted
In folds ever shifting
Who will keep the lamps lit
And the bells rung
The fog horn blowing
When the catastrophic calamities
And the storms of chaos they bring
Never end
Who can be our guide
When solidity tumbles into boulder; crumbles into sand
And we can no longer rely on it for a solid foundation
As minds are molded by mercury
Floating those giant, heavy glass fractals
No solidity on which to build our steady lighthouses
We must make light ships
And swarm our ever changing coasts
Mobile beacons alerting fellow sailors
Of the dangerous surf
When it meets the ever-eroding turf
Warning us of the wild weather
That brings ever wilder woes
We must invent new lenses
With which to magnify our light
To see and steer by in the dark
And save millions more ships
© inkcloud
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