Atlantis Revisited

All these deluded attempts
To dwell, either in past
Or future illusory times
Of lives importantly lived
Only fill diviners’ coffers.

We constantly consult
The many defunct oracles
For clues to everything;
Yet without crystal ball bliss,
Our past future mirrors the face
Of Atlantean nightmare scenes
In dreams of Techne gone mad;
And we can clearly see ourselves
As true life reflections
Of a past become present,
Today, tomorrow,
And yesterday.