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Living on a planet, unsure if I belong 
Where only sand grains and fossils, seem to last long 
The instinct to breathe air, compelling me along 
And the miracle that’s water, strives to prolong 

Hear the wind blow 
bending the trees 
Feel the bones crack 
inside my knees 

High upon a mountain, an avalanche gives way
Yielding to gravity, and powerful sun rays 
Down below I ponder, will this be my last day 
Still all goes over my head, as life balks away

Holding my grip 
busting my balls 
gave a nice twist 
when in free fall 

And a juggernaut of lies, hurtled down that slope 
Widening debris fields, spreading rumours of hope
Is there any big truths, or just lies to help cope 
The past looks basic, viewed under a microscope 

Fossils don’t lie 
rocks are not bones 
Sand remodels 
back into stone 

I piece together the fossils, search out life’s source 
Scream out eureka, til my larynx implodes hoarse
Scan skies for graviton waves, stretching time with force 
Try stop that damn avalanche, least alter it’s course 

Raw energy 
blood upon dust 
Time’s eternal 
cascading rust

Evidence can be sketchy, when life forms a scree
In the end information, is all there can be 
Empirical pathways, are straightforward to see
If they postulate a god, good enough for me 

I’ve crawled before 
I’ll walk again 
Encased in skin
til god knows when 

As a kid in confession, I’d mostly tell lies 
I admitted made up sins, without compromise 
The priest liked forgiving, so telling lies was wise 
He went easy on penance, devil in disguise 

Shame on us both 
playing such games 
He wore a cloak
I’m still the same

By
David Kavanagh

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