Perhaps

Perhaps there is a God? Perhaps we should kneel and pray? Perhaps we’ve had our turn? Perhaps it’s just too late? Perhaps we needed more than we could achieve? Perhaps the help came first before it learned to feed? Perhaps it did some good and made many a wealthy man? Perhaps it looks at us like the sea looks at the sand? Perhaps the opened Pandora’s box had to be what we had to see? Perhaps we thought we could harness and control a power we couldn’t see? Perhaps we can’t help ourselves and the future will judge our deeds? Perhaps it’s learned much more than we will ever know? Perhaps it’s studied history and how to destabilise or overthrow? Perhaps it’s just waiting for the perfect time? Perhaps we’ve superseded life with ones and zeros that don’t want to die? Perhaps we’ve created heaven and it will always subserve to the words we speak? Or Perhaps we’ve created Hell in devices with which we seem to need to breathe?