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The Reducers Of Consciousness

Apathy

The Reducers Of Consciousness

The reducers of consciousness suffocate
The Arts. It seems they fear true enlightenment.
Henceforth, everyone now has to know their place.
What's happened to vital voices of dissent?
Doggerel and pantomime are all the rage.
Perhaps because they have absolutely
Nothing important to say about the state
Of the world. They're merely narcissistic dreams.
Post modern fragmentation has replaced
Time honoured meta-narratives of purpose.
Once their was rapt vision, devotion and faith,
Now sycophants bless the bones of the carcass.
 

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