...A Poem by Ookpikhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f1CNNf9iU9Y&ab_channel=zentaylor
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. . It is an excellent question - . Pertinent, . To ask that in a world of such impermanence . What is there left . For us to hold as sacred? . . Sacrality? . . What does it mean, to hold something to such a standard? . What does it mean when there appears nothing that can? . . Today, in this age, . Scripture can be diminished . With no more than a Documentary Hypothesis. . . When monasteries practice . Out of New-York, Manhattan apartments - . . When axioms of meaning, maxims of purpose, . Can be deconstructed by moral relativism . And the purviews of the post-modernist - . . When secularity becomes paramount, . And societies that function . Outside of such separation . Are so outwardly condemnable . That inward cause, spiritual imperative, . Almost ceases to exist - . . When Hollywood cameras, film . And computer stories . Captured by a telephone - . Reflected more by the nihilist . Than they might, by the atheist - . Become the holy site that we all practice by . And the sole object, of our worship - . . When we pray to shopping malls, . Pay homage . At pawn shops . And through the smudged, beaten glass . Of convenience store windows - . . When gravestones are marked by toy cars . And commemorated . By doll houses - . Would we even know, still, to ask . What use might've ever been had . . For flowers? . For crosses? . . What meaning might there be . In a shuttered chapel, with weather-worn siding, . Falling into disarray . Before the prominence . Of a white-minted 'for sale' sign . And the frail shadow . Of a broken split-rail fence? . . If there is nothing sacred in it now, . Did its sanctity ever truly exist? . . . © 2021 OokpikAuthor's Note
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