Edge Of Extinction Poem by Kimberly Crumpler

Sitting in the dark, the night before last,
a falling star was shooting past
Then I noticed there were more,
one, then two, then three, now four.


Coming in from all directions,
hitting the ground with mass connection.
They're coming down from all around,
fireballs are crashing to the ground.


'Can't you see me, here I am? '
'I'm reaching for you, here's my hand.'
'Hello, hello, hey, can't you hear? '
'You need a hug, I'll hold you dear! '


So many fears, tears, and pleas,
like raindrops from heaven, filling lakes and seas
Once specks of dust and grains of sand,
with water and light, a new life's at hand.

I feel the wrath, what's right seems wrong.
It's not my time yet but my body is gone.
And even though I seem out of sight,
I'm really beside you, I'm here in the light.


Why do we do, what we do when we die?
The body is dead but the soul's still alive.
In coffins we're placed, buried deep in the earth,
kept from the ground, from the dust and rebirth