The Top

 

We

were as the trees

the branches

the trunk

every part that stretched

and moved

painstakingly

toward a rising sun

so slowly

we climbed

hundreds 

of thousands of years

until the very thing

that

had driven us

burned...

the top was never

the top.

 

Author's Note

Warning...futuristic...about humanities drive toward things with ultimately negative outcomes

Reviews

[Tainted Angel]

I was about to think this was about growing up until I read your note. It seems kind of like that. I know I can relate it to my growing up. But I can also see this with humanity. If we rise too high, then all it will take is one good strike of lightning to burn all we did to the ground. And that strike can be anything, from world leaders mistaking each other's intentions to everyday people making choises that inpact the environment in the wrong ways. Good job posting this, so short yet more prophetic and than anything Nostrudamis ever wrote.