The Entity

A curtain of deadly tentacles

Roams the Indian Ocean.


Working together

Each holding on to their one job.


The greater good succeeds

The great individual.


As it grows and feeds down below,

We break apart on land.


We fragment.

We don’t think of the others.


We flutter as individual orbs,

High with self-importance.


The entity works in harmony,

And grows underwater.


Who will live to see the year 3000?

Who will live to see 2050?


Prompt 19, Hour 19

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