Seer

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Mar 12, 2018 

 

Look,
listen,
learn.
What’s going
on?
Writhing
existence.
Organic world
mixing 
coalescing
on all
levels.
Civilization,
humanity,
genetic confusion.
The experiment 
turned on.
Seer watching 
no interference 
but wondering.
We but
unwitting 
participants.
Endgame 
Unknown.
Writhing, 
coalescing 
genetic blob
growing,
expanding,
to where?
Undetermined!
Seer observing.
Nothing more.

 

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