This is the 21st century.
The colors have bled.
There is no moral to our story.
The myths are just that,
and we have murdered the gods.
But what of it?
Everything is ours now.
We created it.
We,
the bastard lords
of the real world.
And I just want to get
what I can out of it
before
I die.
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Thanks, and yes, this poem was an attempt to express the viewpoint of a world without God or faith. God bless 🙂