False Alarm [sonnet]

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It pains me deep to see your lively mind
entranced by vain delusions on your path —
to see your sparkling energies aligned
with what will have a hurtful aftermath.
For fortunes have been won from this deceit:
a certain day they’re claiming lies ahead.
The only way to join the new elite
is through expanded consciousness (it’s said).
It’s true that human cultures come and go
as nature deals with sickness on this sphere.
But this one’s not quite ready for that blow;
it’s not yet time for angels to appear.
The devastation day deceiving you
is this: Two won. Want to. To owe one too.

© 2012, Alan Morrison

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