it was the second sun

trailing a coming century behind it

and the upturned eyes

last to witness uncalculated horror

guesses measured in the hundreds of thousands

of lives and deaths

it was the second sun

test structures built to tell us just the moment

when walls will crumble and burn

it was the second sun

and they were surprised

when the blood and flesh and bone

awoke and was sculpted in God’s image

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