Perceptions - Poem by Sara Militello
One must take the world
as it is found. Yet, is the victim
crying passive in the dust
aware of the part he plays
to make of his life what he must?
Our Gods only what we conceive
speak also in tongues
used to deceive.
It's at once our Selves
they express as address.
We blunder most when most we must persist
And though we blame the planets
or our Gods, for much that goes amiss
it's back to us the scepter must pass
as our image melts into glass.
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