Cut/Copy Convergence

I see a disconnect
Division
Void forming dissension
A tear in the fabric
Of the patchwork that’s existence

Black hole borne
Precision
Light penetrates the distance
Across the universal tunnels
Dug to teach the children

A trenchant misfit
Lifted
High above the syllabuses
Syllabi should you fly
Flags bright with condescension

Almost forgot to
Mention
The purpose for invention
Of life’s whole meaning
Being rebirth, regrowth, and redemption