(prompt - a poem that begins with the title of your favourite book)
The Alchemist
is who I seek
Someone who holds in his hand
The secret that could transform this land,
These chaotic times we live in
The mistrust, the misgivings,
And create a path
so that we find our way back
to our shared humanity.
For even as I struggle
To make sense
of this insanity around
of this insanity around
I seek
the science,
the magic,
that could transform
that could transform
Despair to hope
Fear to joy
Tedium to
adventure
Isolation to connection
Hatred to understanding
Tears to laughter.
For the walls are getting higher
The cries more desperate
Only to drown in the hollow promises
from self-proclaimed messiahs standing tall.
Only an alchemist
could transform it all.
And even as I search
In the deepening darkness around
The sunrise reminds me
That what I seek
The science
The magic
The magic
In alchemy I won't find.
Instead I need to look
Into the heart of a child.
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