Transcendental Sonnet #779:
Twilight
You're the one for me we're a perfect fit
You me and destiny we three that's it
Given all the chicanery we see
The lies the tricks and the mendacity
Of a corrupt society's decline
I thank God I am yours and you are mine
Our culture is rotting out from within
In this twilight time as others begin
To kick at the carcass and cast about
For drones for their conquest come let's opt out
The curtain's falling now of its own weight
Now as the sun falls from the sky it's late
But when it comes to you and me it's dawn
And we'll endure when everything is gone
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+Steven Curtis Lance
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