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Many days into any kind of drought,
whether lost faith or drying riverbed,
god from machine seems the only way out.

While the ospreys and quick kingfishers scout
for their food in prayer, waiting to be led,
many days into any kind of drought

begins to weaken resolve and feed doubt,
so that birds scoop fish now, swimming or dead.
God from machine seems the only way out

as all the hungry flocks careen about
like Israelites needing to be fed.
Many days into any kind of drought

causes the most obedient and stout
to believe as ancient Greeks who once said,
god from machine seems the only way out.

Yet certain ones stay on their sober route,
following the heart rather than the head.
Many days into any kind of drought,
god from machine seems the only way out.


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