the vanities of ages

The vanities of ages

This being vain about our times

is surely now a vice,

where before it became a curse.

Imagination, memory, forsaken

denial triumphs.

A catastrophe of the age,

this reckless assumption

that now is surely

the best of times,

history finally ended.

All of now,

thus made righteous,

these being unlike

any other times.

No illusion this,

to blind us.

No bubble this

to ever burst.

Our centurions will forever

guard our walls,

ever watchful for the

return of the barbarians

without,

secure in the knowledge

there are none

within.

Author: connellykevin

Writer, poet and photographer. Lover of all musical genres, from acoustic to zydeco. Born in Ireland of Scottish descent and proud of both. "I sought a theme and sought for it in vain, I sought it daily for six weeks or so" WB YEATS Many of the themes here presented and to be presented have taken me a lifetime rather than six weeks. Some have taken mere moments to arrive. All are offered freely and it is my hope that you, dear reader, will gain something by browsing here and that I in turn will gain something by presenting these works to you.

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