If the human race is bound
to wink out like a candle
snuffed in outer space,
paralleling the same fate
each one of us knows
with certainty awaits,
then what gives, who cares,
why try and stop it, instead
look up and stare one more time
at the darkling smear
of starpoints winking
beyond in the night,
and ask yourself, once again,
don't I feel alright ?
So be it: call out
in the dark
to each other
"good night".
the cool thing is that we can still see stars that 'winked' out long ago.
ReplyDeleteto quote will oldham in a collaboration with 'tweaker,' "you won't die because death is not real" (although it is and i'm glad for it...;)