Aurora

Like Atlas, toiling still under the weight of millenia
A torrent of ants flooding a corpse with a Rosetta
Illusions of the present penetrating the mundane
Of necessity disintegrate in history's gaze

It's coming

Can't bear the future if the sun is your enemy
Persisting still somehow
Five thousand years laboring in civil society
Progress beyond it now

Staring at the great mirage of condemnation
Vanishing now before articulation
The appearance of apocalypse is bending on its cane
So look now beyond the picture and on into the frame

It's over

Aurora fading out in my head
Blood on white flags turns them all red



Credits
Writer(s): Sam Roach
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