The Omega Man
She gazed into the northern sky and said unto herself, there is a storm coming....
They thought him odd; the philosophers and wisemen contemporary within their day
For not only did he abstain from the worlds ways but, he spent decades building a vessel
Warning them all as many simply laughed and mocked; shaking their heads whileas passing by
Just another day like every other day, amid this their sinful lives; trying to somehow imagine
An entire civilization, so immersed within something that I cannot seem to yet fathom; still
As unto how could this truly be that only one and one alone, be they counted worthy....
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....“The Omega Man” *
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