Ryan Jorgensen, The Death of Venus (ART & CONCEPTUAL 2025)

They cry, they cry, 'the goddess has fallen', On once was proud grounds of rigour and toil, Staged wars, made famines and finances foiled, Planned like old scripts, meant-to-test a new Roman, As myths of Venus's violent start bore fruits, Of beauty, love, all passion and truths, Her fiery death will light and awake, The divine sparks from their deep dream state, For this city of fire is not worth the fight, Underneath its glaze are circuit board lights, Where positive and negative are working in sync, Like battery terminals to harvest the weak.

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