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Apollo’s Aftermath
1 min readJul 21, 2019
Emissary of progressive zeal
Adam leaves His starry seal
On the face of Diana’s emblem
As Earth below burns in bedlam
Does the future of the race
Lie in the lap of nighted space?
Or shall we be consumed
Consigned to doom
Suffocated in our self-made tomb
Forfeiting Nature’s succoring boon?
© Conor MacCormack, 2019
