The Cooling Band (poem)

Yes God may have eclipsed the world
drawing into the shadow
a world gone mad
crucifying the savior

Designers of worlds’ survival
drafting poisoned air over the edge
setting an orbiting cooling screen’s
hedged investment fund
with polarity to filter heat, collect power
direct away particle beams from the light side

Something the hopes forked
between being and nothingness
something gold-ringed the world carefully
bringing light unto darkness

As the overly-hot cooled down
the cooling band encompassed the world
as they have so many times before
given critical care planets
recovery room.

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