Momentum Iii

On the time scale of the Maker Just the blinking of an eye But on his latest Creation Millennia had passed by. The ko-ko-ko birds no longer Did their burnished daily run Circling the World under The steady square Sun For they, like the Tigrons, were Now almost completely gone. In the Maker’s absence so many Sorts of things had moved on. The Adam and Eve descendants Had long left their garden behind With any recognisable trace of it Almost impossible to find. The destruction of the trees Now almost complete Most of the areas of each stand Covered with concrete The light from the sun Obscured on most days By industrially produced Acrid pollution’s haze. No white clouds delivering The rain as pre arranged, The once perfect climate Almost completely changed. A species set on destruction, Another experiment gone wrong, Too late now because the Maker Had left it unchecked far too long. Moved to Creation’s outer limits, Now left to either survive or fall, Sadly the Maker decided to Finally turn its back on it all. Lessons had been learned For that time if, and when, New worlds would be created And the experiment run again.