Modern Prophet Poem by DM W
Modern Prophet
I shall walk through the city streets of dreadful night,
Until I find a small sanctuary of light.
I shall pass through vast modern dwellings of dry bones,
Until I find kindred spirits and sovereign souls.
I shall be met with a million banal signs,
Yet the vital force within me shall be my guide.
I shall keep venturing amidst death's dark vale,
Until I discover the fabled Holy Grail.
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