We shudder when facing the great abyss of time,
through which we slowly changed from fish
to our primate form; this garb we dream
of shedding for some immortality beyond flesh,
while playing with ideas of what civilizations might
have arisen and fallen, as we were mere
animals, and now gone to a void past
geology's ability to give an immortality in the strata.
A thought experiment to show our ignorance,
even as we now play with the planet,
a careless Great Dictator of a species; warning
that not even our grinning skulls might
welcome to sentience those who could ascend
through our fall; some species more wise
and noble, who could reach past Earth's grip
on celestial wings, which for us were
those of Icarus. Unremembered, the abyssal sea
of time would forever hid our pointless struggle.
02.-03.04.2022
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