"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Poem: Water Wins

Water wins.

After all our best efforts
   toward good or evil,

after humans, as a species,
have fallen away into dust,

the wind, water, and
fire of the earth will
continue their intricate dance.

Wood rots,
   Iron rusts,
    Gold sinks back into the loam,
Decay dismantles the rest.

Whether we die
      crying, or
        singing in an open field…

the water wins.

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