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Endgame

As the tide of dawn
crept across the face of the earth
and brought morning, in turn,
to all nations,
there appeared,
in every village, town, and city square,
a symbol indecipherable,
wrought from a material
that no man could name.
The curious came
from their homes and their churches,
schools and offices,
an ocean of faces,
gazing in wonder
at the symbol unknown;
each of them desperate
to call it his own.
Christian
Muslim
Hindu
Jew

Fascist
Racist
Atheist

Occultist
Buddhist
Scientist

Capitalist and
Communist
Stepped up to
claim his destiny-
and couldn’t murder
fast enough.