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meditations of a hero

by Uriel Tovar

when did we become
blurred with the passage of time
left behind like faith and hope?

even our shadows grow thinner
and short
with this new enlightenment,
because after all, "i am god."

soon our stories will become less
than forgotten
left further behind than the stories of the gods.

06/28/2005

Posted on 06/29/2005
Copyright © 2024 Uriel Tovar

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Lulu Alder on 07/03/05 at 04:15 AM

I love the ending lines. And the images you depict in the middle stanza are impressive.

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