I was there
I saw it all
The way the sun mashed about the sky
Liquid all around me
Nothing quite formed yet
Moments of clarity followed by glubbing about with the other cells
We tried to match up, create something
But we were not organized enough yet
Not enough purpose in our DNA
But I was there, I remember it well
Swimming about in chemical concoctions
Waiting for form to form
I was there
At the end
The way the sun marched across the sky
The explosions, one after the other
Until everything was wiped out, everything but thought
We had tried to stop it, but we weren’t organized enough
We just whined about what was happening on social media
We cried at the end, we did
We glubbed around trying to stay informed
We watched as the chemical fried us and our bodies disintegrated
I was there, I saw it all
Watching all form destroyed
Is there a hidden warning here? Kidding. But, really, what are you telling us by posting this in Miscellaneous? I demand to know.
So powerful – the before and after as we begin and end. I really enjoyed the pattern and the symmetry of this poem – and it makes a profoundly powerful point.
I’ve been watching a lot of Dr. Who lately, so this is just fitting.
“I saw it all
The way the sun mashed about the sky
Liquid all around me
Nothing quite formed yet”
Love that.