Hubris Poem by John Prophet

What we
see.
What we
don't see.
Worldview.
Just
worldview.
Earth
civilizations
spun up
from dust.
Earthly
knowledge,
nothing more,
all from
dust.
Hubris.
Earthly hubris,
unfounded.
All thoughts,
earthly thoughts.
Religious,
political,
philosophical,
societal.
Earthly
creations,
earthly
inventions.
Creation
as a whole
oblivious,
knows
nothing of
such things.
Could care
less.
In the
end, when
it all
blinks out.
Blinks out
of existence,
all will
be lost.
All, once
again will
be dust.
Dust
as if things
never
existed.
The cosmos
won't bat
an eye.
The stars
will shine.
The planets
will spin,
as they
did before.
Before
earth spun
into existence.
Perspective.
Hubris
unfounded.