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Chard deNiord: Prophecy Against Those
They will grow ass’s ears and stand
and stand like guards at the funerals of their own mothers.
They will forget history as if it were
a bad memory they can live without.
They will become victims of their own crimes.
They will confuse art with propaganda and advertisements.
They will be devoid of human leaps and other lives.
They will become famous for their towers.
They will pass eye exams year after year.
They will grow blind to others.
They will cease from studying tragedy
and find humor in violence.
They will dress sharply and abuse women.
They will deny their loneliness on the street
and hone their wit.
They will get ahead.
They will have no literature.
They will turn into board with infinite splinters.
They will misprize and misprize.
They will see no connection between themselves
and a hazelnut.
They will destroy the Earth with luxuries.
They will recoil with disdain at poetry.
They will take pride in their faithlessness
and win at the table.
They will do what they want
and laugh at Orpheus.
They will sew lids to their lids
and carry knives to school.
They will lose the mouth to their soul’s great hunger.
They will dream unceasingly of cocks crowing.
Copyright 2016 Chard deNiord
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Very moving Chard
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Your poem depicts our dispair of waning civility.
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Beautiful and chillling
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