Prophecy

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Canada
56° 7' 49.3176" N, 106° 20' 48.3756" W

To lift the veil from mortal eye,

To show the world what they despise,

To free the dragons to the skies,

To turn the tide of godly lies,

To fight the monster that never dies,

To lose all of one’s earthy ties,

 

To turn your back from all you love,

To take the time to release the dove,

To toss away the soiled glove,

To decline the offer to rise above,

To take a chance and make the shove,

To lose something perviously unthought of,

 

To lead the world through the haize,

To leave the wicked in the maze,

To receive a nod from a God as praise,

To fight once more for the golden days,

To keep the mortals from the craze,

The Titan’s castle one must raze.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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