Rulers Of The Heavens Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Definite and distinct is the trail,
Pioneered by a preservative persistence...
Often followed to replicate,
In hushed formulated seductions.

Conveniently renamed and claimed,
As fresh productions.
To triumph a hollow gain of fame...
Within diminished mindsets obtained.

And just specks are we,
In a massive Universe existing.
Left to be defined by scientists renown...
To announce their latest discoveries found.

Sit we do in a stew swirling majestically.
Undoubtedly a phenomenon...
Beyond depictions of eternity,
Limited by time the human mind can see.

Almost as if...
The significance and purpose of our existence,
As we lable it and see fit...
Includes the ignorance of selfish species,
Attempting to isolate to create...
An importance by use of conflict and technology.

With a crafting to introduce...
More division.
To generate more demeaning separatism.
In the hopes to declare themselves,
The Center of the Cosmos.
And Rulers of the Heavens!