Trey Hamner Poet Rhyme

The Eschaton of the Troglodyte

One million years ago
Before everything we know
Was "this" even here
On the galactic frontier?

For some there's no debate
There was some extant state
For some there's no dispute
God's mouth still lay mute

Such a frothy matter
With such uncivil chatter
And a million years from today
Will we have seen doomsday?

What of this present moment
And all its' many components?
Is this the nexus of it all?
End of the aesthete and Neanderthal?

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Caren Krutsinger September 12, 2018 at 5:19 AM End of the Neanderthal? I think not. I was wondering about doomsday this week, however, as the internet is down at school and at a post office. "such a frothy matter with such uncivil chatter" somehow delighted me terribly. Blessings Trey. Trey Hamner September 12, 2018 at 7:05 AM Thanks Caren, the Cro-Mags are definitely among us, some of them leading us. :)