Icing

by Satish Verma   Dec 2, 2017


The twin blasts and
lip-syncing was
no insane coincidence.
The travail of incredible sinking
will never be found.

The abstract family
and myriad remixing of stem cells
may solve the puzzle of
assured suicide of the earth.
The small rapes and big assaults?

A crazy progenitor wanted
to have a control on volcanoes
as on sea. The spewing
lava was throwing gas rich froth
to start a megarevolution.

Was it a terrible mistake of
you coming out of the mud pits?

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  • 6 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    We'll never be able to control this planet, try though we might. I think as a race, we're incredibly arrogant to believe that we can. The earth is on a journey all of its own and was very busy with that long before humans popped up for the ride, and it will continue its journey long after we've self-destructed
    I love this thought provoking piece :-)
    =^.^=

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