Stained Glass
Stained glass corpses of color
Transparencies of souls
Caught on somber stages
Cast in eternal roles
Prismatic lead framed oracles
Frozen at their tasks
Silhouettes of entities
Woven into masks
Eyes of silent spirits
Caught adrift in years
Pressed in one dimension
Chained in arc-ed spheres
If their voices now could ring
Of a choral note
Sure it would be shrill enough
To shatter all our hope
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