'' The Second Big Bang '' Poem by Bri Mar

'' The Second Big Bang ''



An intelligent creature,
Once came to Earth,
With many a feature,
He said here I will berth.

Rich in resources,
He thought, they'll last forever,
Took some dangerous courses,
Some not very clever.

He was given a mate,
To continue the line,
They did procreate,
At first all was fine.

With water and food,
They could enjoy life,
But they started to brood,
It was causing them strife.

They wanted much more,
Despite having no need,
Life was a chore,
Then they found greed.

Soon they were fighting,
It became true to form,
Each Other inciting,
Death was the norm.

Despite dangerous interventions,
They continued to thrive,
Then came the inventions,
Life took a dive.

Soon weapons of death,
Were aimed at each other,
To enforce that last breath,
The urge they did smother.

No problems were solved,
We all lived in fear,
Then as we evolved,
It soon became clear.

The arms we so treasured,
Took on life of their own,
our power can't be measured,
They let it be known.

Our influence was diminished,
The mission bells rang,
Our species were finished,
By,

‘' The Second Big Bang ‘'

Friday, October 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: human condition
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
We invent things of such awesome power costing trillions which will ultimately destroy almost everything we call life.
It's not that far away.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 13 October 2017

Love this, Bri! And, just turn on the news, and your title and the story that follows and one cannot miss the sad myriad of truisms within this pen gem...You Rock, Bri...Ur apropos use of the term Mission Bells reminded me of one of my fav Floyd tunes. ~FjcR-'17~

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