With A Grain Of Salt Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
With A Grain Of Salt
eras in history cannot be argued
they have endured their time and their history
and start meeting a brand new era
with the name of the result of that brand new era
evolution and revolution cannot be mixed
they are like fraternal twins,
an addition in era but completely different
the social revolution broke out,
from working by hand
we stepped into a completely different era:
working with the machine,
but the evolution of man still continues,
maybe we'll be ape-man again,
and history repeats itself
but make sure we have already flown to other planets
like Branson and Besos have gone to other new earths
for now they come back
yesterday Branson was quickly back from that other earth
he had gone with two pilots
his wife didn't come
Besos has yet to go, better provided than Branson
accompanied by a lady of 82 years (astronout, but never flown as an astronaut)
© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserve
Tuesday 13 July 2021 - The Netherlands
I liked your evolution and revolution concept. This is really interesting.
Dream big and don't give up ever. You'll see it come true someday if not today. Time is the key player before it nothing happens. Best wishes for the 82 year old. Good one Sylvia.
Look where money can take you. Some have never even been on a bus. We are racing to fix covid, these guys are racing to the moon. But that is life! Thank you for this interesting poem.
Wishing great luck to the 82 year old woman of substance, grit and determination. top stars
Very beautifully written my dear friend Sylvia. A poem to be debated by and for women.
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An insightful and informative poem. Man is always evolving and searching for the unknown. Always thirsty to satisfy their quest for knowledge and experience. Man has no satisfaction.