THE MULTIPLEXICON

Look ye here
for wisdom lain in shame
ashes mix with water
as all histories are remade
all things unwritten
scars upon destiny,
human made
and all that’s lost, forgotten
together with the shards
bound forever in pain

Look not ye here
for wisdom made plain
all that was once forgotten
is born again through change
the blood of the forsaken
stain the hands of fate
who would shape the formless clay
of images graven,
shards bound to yesterday