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Saturday, February 11, 2012

You Can't Win 'em All

Five seconds after the clanging of eternity’s alarm clock
God stood at the barrier of time and space
Using a comet’s tail for a toothpick he looked serene
Casting blithe eyes across the rapidly expanding universe
He flung a handful of seeds, themselves caught upon cosmic winds
The embryos of all tomorrows landing, hither and thither
In all “corners” of the illimitable, e’er expanding universe they sailed
The antecedent sailors of the cosmos, propelled by omnipotent power
Many still travel today, pitted spores whisking interminably through dark matter
Still others took root on germinal worlds and grow to this day
Now, looking out across his fields, the original cosmological farmer ruminates
Life…self-perpetuating, everlasting, flourishes amongst the stars
Yet, on one infinitesimal speck, spinning buoyant in a Milky Way
Trouble loomed; A single stalk, emerging from the primordial soup had emerged
In the celestial blinking of God’s eye it had risen to number in the billions
This virulent strain of life was unlike all others that resided on this planet
It and it alone “acted” with the sole purpose of malice behind its chaotic thoughts
The remaining flora and fauna of this pullulated parcel were at its mercy
A species which thrived on Avarice and Ambition it quickly laid waste to its home
Amaranthine follicles of silvery white hair traversed the limitless vastness of space
To slowly wrap their way around this wayward field of crops gone astray
And on a day when forests fell, animals lay slaughtered, waters defiled and man desolated man
God “trimmed” his flowing beard, and the Earth, cocoon like, was consumed by the fires of the sun
Reminding our most antediluvian progenitor, that even he might erroneously plant
A Bad Seed

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