Disappointment Evolved
He read history, and wanted to change it,
joined it, and changed nothing.
And then he dreamed he took command.
The skies might open,
doubt would disappear,
a silent score could sing.
Technology, however, never could compete;
there was no measurement to lay the bounds,
no need to charter aid
for that was an implicit realm
someone
somewhere
sometime might understand.
His history is now.
~
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