What will
we do?
How would
we cope?
At home,
myriad ways
to organize.
Unlimited
paths could’ve
been followed.
A decision
here,
a different
one there,
all would
be different.
Different
outcomes
played out
in parallel.
Infinitely so.
Some
unrecognizable.
Some familiar.
When they arrive.
Arrive spatially
from afar,
temporally
or dimensionally.
How
would they
be?
How
are they
organized?
What would
they see?
How would
they think,
relate?
No commonality.
None.
No thread of
connection.
None.
What will
we do?
Evolve!
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 6th, 2019 22:42
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Comments1
Evolve we certainly do, each path we travel makes us a different person.
Thank you kindly for reading my work
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