Extinction Event Poem by Keith C Dovoric Dovoric

People all around are wondering about me
And that's all right with me
The rumor-mill is running,
the mold is in the foundry --
Lord help those who can't see

Let 'em talk
Let 'em use their empty words

Dinosaurs abound and they're thundering about me
That's okay by me
I'm standing in a footprint
the size of Morris County --
Not the safest place to be

Let 'em walk
Let 'em move in mighty herds

Someday, things will level out
And there won't be a shadow of a doubt
We were all just wandering somewhere
We were all just saying something
Unintelligible
The Tower of Babel

Close your eyes --
Don't it kind of seem
Like a dream
From forgotten history?

Average people uttering common things
What did I expect?
Here's the last Pterodactyl
on the wing --
Another time period wrecked