'' It Won't Be A First '' Poem by Bri Mar

'' It Won't Be A First ''

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If life never ends,
Where did it begin?
The bible defends,
The one who will win?

The one called creator,
Where did he start?
A smooth operator,
He must be quite smart.

The chicken or the egg,
What order we ask,
It's a powder keg,
Let's take it to task.

Without the chicken,
Eggs don't exist,
That leaves us stricken,
It can't be dismissed.

We need fertilisation,
Between female and male,
Without procreation,
His experiment will fail.

Those answers we seek,
Are impossible to find,
They're filled with mystique,
To the truth we're blind.

How we appeared,
We should not need to know,
Get your mind cleared,
And your future will grow.

The fact that life thrives,
Should get rid of our thirst,
When our creator arrives,

‘' It Won't Be A First ‘'

Monday, September 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: science
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
If we ever find out who, what, why, when and where, it will make no difference to our lives, live for now it doesn't last long.
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