Extinctions Poem by mifael llauderes

Extinctions



man won more arguments than friends
now they are constant companions,
is the cognizance jammed
in too narrow a spectrum.. thus the friction?

if the world is round how come
the implements measure it flat?
from the cyclic patterns of the universe
man veers to a finite path

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