To Be

John Prophet

To be.
To
exist.
What
did it
take?
How
likely?
What
are the
odds?
Incalculable
actually.
Universe
appears.
Sun
flashes,
ignites.
Earth
arrives.
Life
somehow.
Asteroid,
shuffles
the deck.
Rearranging
biology.
Hominids
arrive.
Countless
iterations,
generations.
Match after
match.
One
to the
next.
Genetic
materials
precisely
aligned,
arranged.
Rearranged.
Swapped.
One
to the
next.
Eons
in the
making.
YOU!
The odds?
There are
none.
No
pressure!
 

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 18th, 2023 19:50
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • Ok Waleed

    Hahahah, it is crazy how my genes have made it this far… we

    • John Prophet

      Hi OkW,
      thank you for reading.
      JP

    • L. B. Mek

      we exist, wondering
      what existence is all about...
      imbedded in our dna
      all the answers
      to questions, we've forgotten
      to ask...
      (another searching read, dear poet
      with insightfully acute commentary)

      • John Prophet

        Thank LBM,
        thank you you thoughtful comments.
        JP



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