Dennis A. Zelazny

(Chicago, Illinois, USA)

The Darkness

The darkness. The darkness at noon.
Prometheus, filled with compassion,
Filled with regret for the lost souls of the earth,
Is brooding above the gloom.
He knows that nature is blind,
An unrelenting dark force,
Proliferating endless species.
His will wants to cry halt;
His imagination wants to bring forth

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