The Dark Ages Poem by Gary Bryson

The Dark Ages



Down from soaring lofts you fell,
From heights of the enlightened mind.
Into depths of ignorant hell,
To a new dark age that is blind.
Snuffed is your candle, you’re too blind to tell,
That knowledge is fading fast.
Black clouds descend, the world is not well,
The enlightened age has passed.

3/29/06

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