We are essentially the stuff that spews
From dying stars,
Walking colonies of billions of
We’re born and live a while, and then we must
For all to see,
If I ever lose my memory
I’ll just hide away in the country.
I’ll live Homo-neanderthalensis style
On rabbit stew,
Think of nothing, no one, not even of me and you,
My mind will be completely empty
And in this blissful solitude
I’ll spend my days,
Sucking up the Sun’s well-travelled rays.
We are so inconsequential
Together anything is possible
Or at least nearly,
Our species’ existence is a mere follicle
On the arse of time,
Billions of creatures born and died
Within this rhyme,
Don’t kill or die for your beliefs,
I’ll live by mine.