This Time - Doughboys on the Wire

It's all repeated

And so are we:

The Lord G-d brings us out of Egypt.

This isn’t the first time we’ve done this, you know. 

Once again, we've paired the wires 

And sparked awareness. 

We were messing around with the radio

Trying to make it work better,

But the wires connected in unexpected ways.

You and I both hid as best as we could

While voices came through electricity

Not from a planchet gliding along a board

But instead through tubes and wires

Like troops from Cape Helles.

Their forceful electric glow 

Threw echoes into this place and

Down into the deep, hungry well. 

It consumed shadows

And swallowed us whole. 

We heard the radio-sounds clang 

Along the circular walls.

 Skipping centrifugally, 

They echoed endlessly into the fabled 

Multiverse. 

Their sound moved down like on rungs of the ladder,

And the effects 

Stretched from the top to the bottom.

 

Have you wondered why you're being called now?

You are being called, you know.

Could it be more clear?

You must ask yourself,

"What prompts the Lord to intervene?"

What explains the things you've seen?

It's all repeated

Until it isn't.

Free will moves you in a different direction.

This time.

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