Shards of a Broken God (TH)

Not a single tear left to shed
on that final day in the end
as the fog becomes night
& our sun’s tiring iris
decides to close
one more time.

The lonely god
no longer without
all the souls
required for
sweet nirvana.

So many spent their lives
worshipping what couldn’t be seen
only to discover in this new life
upon opening eyes after rebirth
our destiny all along was to be
picked back up as the many
shards of a broken god
& put back in place.

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