Beside the churning vortex
I stand, a silent witness,
Watching lives expended
a relentless, watery abyss
Helpless, I can only watch
As they're pulled beneath the sway,
Formulas and blueprints
Secrets turned to swirling grey.
Once held as precious treasures
In knowledge given to a few,
Now spinning, tossed, and turned
All value lost in the roiling brew.
My hands are bound, my strength undone
Release is nowhere to be found.
How many dreams lie shattered
Futures swallowed underground
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