Worship

poem by: John Prophet
Written on May 10, 2025 

Worship.
The void.
Mind
boggling,
crippling 
void.
It focuses.
Makes all
take notice.
Can’t be
ignored.
Can’t 
look away.
Consternation 
envelopes.
Crippling 
effects.
Freezing
In place.
The id
pushes
back.
Creating
methods 
of coping.
Deflecting
fear.
Fear
of the 
void.
The end.
Existence 
finite.
Conceptually 
untenable.
Worshiping.
Afterlife 
creation.
Easing.
Comforting.
One wonders.
If humans 
were immortal.
Or, become
immortal.
Would there
be worship?

 

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