In the Beginning

In the beginning was the Word
In four unbending beats
And a book drumming heavenward
Upon its future sheets.

Against the copper clanging chime
Humanity is dazed.
The tribes are winking out in time.
Amorium is razed.

In the beginning was the Word
In four unbending beats
And in the ending was the sword
Upon a thousand streets.

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