rock paw

a bunch of hands on a rock flying 'round a universe

from a rock

once ambiguous

into the hand

gripped the axe

specifically, on that day

then, light shone upon the land

and some did see the industry

that day,

some saw the mystery

some saw nothing at all

others engaged very brutally

into violent tragedy

alongside our precious

enough survived 

industry persisted 

almost magically,

claiming our part

the human hand

our precious earth

around a fireball

running round a galaxy

within infinity 

Author's Note

Reviews

[BuzzyB]

I really like this..makes me think human hands giving meaning to all that infinite circling our rock has been doing for eternity.

[Davidgeo]

It's all about the hands man. Thank you for the review. Happy holidays by the way.

[BuzzyB]

Thnks. Same to you too. :)