The Last Link to Being-The Tale of Ribonucleotides-

Written by: Joe Inca

I curse thee ribonucleotides
For to shatter my faith was your goal
and the spec of light I held inside
You've replaced with a vacuous hole

For science has proven beyond any doubt
That you came to exist on your own
Elements melded in perfect conditions
The recipe is finally known

These roots of life have been made in a lab
and they needed no ethereal spark
I close my eyes and try to forget
But there is no return to the dark

I'm stuck on this rock, what  reason to be?
In the truth there exists no compassion
I curse thee ribonucleotides
and this empty heart that you've fashioned