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Nose Dive
He tried his best
to destroy it,
Shambhala,
the city in the sky.
No dark one
can touch
what the light
controls;
so when he
dropped the bomb,
it ricocheted backwards;
sent him into
a nose dive
to hardened ground.
Darkness will never
conquer the light;
light blinds the eyes
that reject it’s grace;
the dark collects it’s debris
to save face.
Copyright ©
M. L. Kiser
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