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Author: shoshodem
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry/Sci-Fi - Published: 10-10-08 - Updated: 10-10-08 - Complete - id:2582294

I’m a comet in the sky

I bring either life or destruction:

I can be friendly or I can be foe

I bring only the best and destroy the rest

And in my sea I bring a life

A simple kind of organism or a simple kind of disease

No need, no wants, no nothing, no buts

He lives to please and he pleases to eat

He eats all the things you don’t need

For superiority in the big blue ocean

An ocean of motion of life and strife

To want to win the game is my name

I’m proud and I’m sound and I’m well and I’m filled

I get my legs and I’m off to shore

I see a new world but nothing more

Same old life same old ways

Same old ecosystem and same old days

Fighting, rioting, mating, and sailing

Sailing across the hours of a life I made

I make what I want and nothing less

Evolution is the key and I’m one of its tests

A test of faith and a test of theory

I’m the man with the understand of a plan well put together

So I brace myself for the weather

I fight fierce and I eat my meals

I find another and I make a pact

We fight together and we make a sack

All for one and one for all

We take what we get for the big and the small

We’re a tribe now and doesn’t get better than that

Off to the next journey

We hunt, we grunt, we create, we mate, craft, raft, swift, and stride, come together, all in pride, all inside, one hut, many ruts, two and more, sword n sword,

We communicate, regulate, do our jobs, feed our mobs, and conquer our foes, and even dance for show

We’re a tribe of warriors, hunters and gatherers, birthing mothers; we train our young and sing our songs,

We evolve

Now on a bigger scale, we grew bigger and now,

We’re civilized, cities to the sky, we ride, and we’re filled with pride. Fallouts, shout outs, and shoot outs, music, books, oh and we have the looks, politics, stocks worth sticks, money, funnies, newspapers, prime ministers, diplomacy, a democracy, a dictatorship, graveyard shifts, oh we have it all and we’re looking good

The planet is ours and thus it should

But now

What to do?

We’re off to space, to race, to colonized galaxies far away from this place

We’re technological geniuses and we’re behind the wheels

Captaining ships beyond imaginable

We see thus far stars and systems

Systems of organisms

Just like us

Long ago

In the coming ages we’ll enter with plenty of doubt

This has been evolution’s timeline

Over and out



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