Children

John Prophet

We are mere

children

of the void.

Specks on an

infinitesimally small

mote in limitless space.

Lost by size,

overlooked by indifference.

The stars will shine,

the planets will spin

regardless of our future.

We are children

who have a high opinion

of ourselves,

think we talk to God.

Presumptuous beyond belief.

Yet, we are children

on the verge of a pivot

of unimaginable

scope

into infinite knowledge

or total oblivion.

It all hangs on a thread.

Soon, it will be determine

if we all slide

into the depths

of non existence

with nor a sigh

from the universe,

or transform into the Seers,

watching the birth

of intelligence

on a galactic scale.

What a pivot indeed!

  • Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 9th, 2017 08:26
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 27
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  • Louis Gibbs

    "What a pivot indeed!", and what a poem, indeed! You demonstrate great vision as well as poetic ability with this one, JG! Kudos.

    • John Prophet

      Hi Louis,

      Thank you for reading my work and for your very kind words

    • Heather T

      I don't resonate with the entirety of your message, but no matter. Excellent writing! Could be the epic beginning or ending of a novel. Your breadth of view is awesome.

      • John Prophet

        Hi Heather,

        Thank you for reading my work
        and for your kind comment

      • Goldfinch60

        Very good write, that pivot is waiting for us to change the Universe.

        • John Prophet

          Thank you you for reading my work and for your observation



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