17. Conclusion: My Dark Campfire

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I PILOT my FEAR from EARTH to MARS,
I hurtle through SPACE at the SPEED of LIGHT
SOCIETY may CALL to me from afar;
But I RUN through DARKNESS in my fright.

I’ll never calm my DAUGHTER’s FEARS,
Or take PRIDE in her laughter at a COMEDY show.
I ended my tormentors’ LIFE, through tears,
With BULLETS. ACCIDENTal DEATH? No.

And in my HOLE of brilliant beams,
PHILOSOPHY became my passion.
METAPHYSICS asked me, in shrill screams,
To be the spokesOne of Ir-ration.

The TEST—the CHALLENGE—now, I find:
In ISOLATION bleak, to inspire
Viewers passing by to DUCK into my mind
And see visions in my DARK CAMPFIRE.

TECHNOLOGY lets me shine a light,
A torch, into my horrored head.
I’ve built a Heav’n in Hell’s despite:
I hope my POEM reveals you, instead.

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