In the beginning, there were no conscious beings
when chaos had settled and the dust cleared
from murky waters, pain and fear, emerged
life, the sexually transmitted disease
unfaithfully photo-copying, spread its tentacles
species upon species surfaced,
winking in and out of each era
friction of survival birthed sparks of cognition
the concept of more split the atom
electronized and torched the planet
and now they are no more
than just another black hole
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