Sea Monkeys

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Mar 04, 2018 

 

Everything
we know,
or
think
we know,
comes from an
infinitesimal
speck of
time
and
space.
“Important” people,
just random
specks
of insignificance.
Nothing more
than
Sea Monkeys,
fluttering around
Sea Monkey world.
Everything spoken
as
truth only
reinforces
ignorance.
Sea Monkey
world could
cease to
exist, 
the cosmos
would not
shed
a tear.
So when
next
you meet
a pompous
ass.
Remember,
and smile,
that
It’s just
a
Sea Monkey
after all.

 

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A previous user commented on Mar 04, 2018 at 5:36pm
I used to love sea monkeys :)
Jeffrey A Philbrick commented on Jan 20, 2019 at 11:58am
Good one!!!! Sea Monkeys...smh

 

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