From Here To Eternity Poem by David Wood

We have all taken billions of years
To reach this point in time to live. Where
Were we all even a hundred years ago?

We exist only in this point of time by
The hand of fate, like picking the correct
Lottery numbers, or some cosmic pin ball

Machine, when ten billion years ago
Everything were madly swirling balls of
gas and dust colliding and forming planets.

Time was not yet invented. It took oceans
And probably t'was hydrothermal vents
That kick started life here.

And when will it end, will it be a plague,
A mass extinction event, and what then
When we die? Eternity seems too long

To endure. Shakespeare's Hamlet said,
"To die, to sleep - to sleep perchance to
Dream for in that sleep death what dreams

May come. Once we have shuffled off this
Mortal coil". What dreams indeed?
Eternity, it would bore me.