A Reflection on Apotheosis

Let my name ring on forever.
Let skin, flesh, and bone remain weathered as timeless stone.
Let my ideas take shape,
Mold Earth’s crust to mine design, Fell trees, as birds flock free,
Fear Me.
Mind mold matter.
Let Me be free.
Bow…before…Me,
Time.
One last breath, one last rhyme.
Desperation,
Words grant Me,
Immortality.
Never forget Me.
Invention, Transcension, Resurrection.
I consign skyline and skyscraper shape…Me.
Fragile as the wind blows, life do not leave…Me…
Please biology.
With what little I’ve left,
be…with…Me…
Your glory…
Redeem, Me.

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