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After Isaiah 46-47

They chase and catch

and bow and kneel

and worship their images,

images created by themselves,

images of gold and silver,

images created of themselves

I am

there is no other

The city of images will fall

the city bowing down to selves

will fall, stripped bare,

left in silence and darkness

and the ruin of dust and

stone and rock, a ruin

no spell or sorcery

can restore, dust in your eyes

and noses and ears, blinding

and suffocating and deafening

I am

there is no other

Photograph by Petr Kratochvil via Public Domain Images. Used with permission.