About Time Too
ABOUT TIME TOO
Create a universe with space,
and stars and suns, then planets.
Add some life and watch it grow;
almost nothing to almost something.
Implant a need to change, evolve,
until finally one arrives at sentience.
We now have human, which thinks,
therefore it is, but often chooses not to.
Our very human need brings order into,
and from surrounding chaos,
or so we imagine. Hence years, seconds
and so forth will codify time.
This time is *very *important;
brought in to rule over us all,
while some changes of time
are turned into veritable deities.
One grand god is to be worshipped
when he grants us his New Year,
for joy and wild celebration,
and sundry bacchanalian pursuits.
But, dammit, an invented construct
starts whether we're awake to scream
or not, so this one thinking human
prefers pursuit of non-bacchanalian sheep,
and sleep ....
Alan McAlpine Douglas
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