Abilene Paradox

 

 

abileneOblivious to the

tune of

time

It passed

He roared quietly

Inside

Three deer a tiger and a lion

Grazed

Near the

Stream of fate

That

He couldn’t cross

Beyond all knowing

Risking the

The realm’s chance

On the other

Side

A dream passed

His face

Cold

Chilling

A flame on

His forehead

Prophesised

His atomic

Destiny

Take the leap

of

faith

into paradise

swim in the

well

of sweet

this is

the

paradox

 

 

One day upon a time sat the roosting eagle

He knew

This day would come

Inexorable and bewitching the breath

Of day scorched the earth and the

Moon stared back

Oceans blue surged

And destiny was woven

In golden thread

He followed her

Laying down

The past

The present

The future

Eclipsed

Saint peter

One day upon a time sat the roosting eagle

He knew

This day would come

Inexorable and bewitching the breath

Of day scorched the earth and the

Moon stared back

Oceans blue surged

And destiny was woven

In golden thread

He followed her

Laying down

The past

The present

The future

Eclipsed

dead

 

 

 

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