Then The Individual

Our boat hit the land
Where Sun meets the sand,
A quiet and unremarkable
Thud of the prow
Leaving its own injunction
On anthemic grains unmanned.

Moral purpose,
A ferry crossing vigil,
Tensions ongoing
Between science and faith,
The masses, yes, and
Then the individual.

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