Pandora's Equation
Pandora's Equation
The box was beautiful.
It held everything ugly in one place.
It was meant to be a prison,
to create safety on the outside,
from everything on the inside.
Man can not leave well enough alone.
Woman... failed in paradise.
We were all thrown out, for sin.
The days come and go,
and our lives are shortened
in the grand landscape of forever.
Adam lived over 900 years.
Noah lived nearly...
or more so the same.
Now we believe
we are long in this world
at only 100.
Time is stretching and bending,
like the solar flares...
hitting the earth,
off and on for days at a time.
The heat rises,
the water... evaporates,
and our cry continues.
Myths are real,
based in historic shadows,
hidden just under the surface of the truth.
Atlantis slid off its access
and fell into the sea.
Let that be.
Now for you and me...
we wonder...
at the towers of Babylon,
the mighty giants of the past,
until the last of all of us,
has gone over the edge,
or vanished from their plan.
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