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Wonderment At Existence

With scrunched and bushy furrowed brow I often ponder the precise circumstances that any thing 2 be born this way as a poker face Tracing back lineage of self or arbitrary individual unpredictable as the Dow Reckoning a series of events sustained life similar to sowing seeds of corn Ruminating fragile nascent organism at mercy of fate flourished and how Taxing me mind how each score composed 4 each 2 toot their own horn Aware that just the slightest off beat fluke determined from millennia ago or now That particular organism – whether one celled entity or beings that can mourn The loss of kindred members – food for thought 4 able pledge a legions sans marital vow Like this poet, whose presence a mere fluke of circumstances possibly torn At any point in the distant past rendering me absent hence unable 2 blubber only a barely audible guttural wow At what crapshoot of circumstances wrought Matthew Scott Harris 2 be Cognizant of self and the World Wide Web or follow threads back in time Albeit eye n stein not more than a couple generations – whereby emigrants did flee From supposed eastern European swath in general finding you to rhyme For no reason, just as other creatures great or small occupy themselves with glee Or just groveling along at bare boned knuckle existence without a dime Less apt 2 own luxury of how *****sapiens purportedly evolved from mon-key Whereby harsh ill fate tempts them into life of bad romance and crime When perhaps riches with kingly figures loomed large in their family tree Branching off way back when in the day Glorious personalities pop yule 8 ted genealogy 2 boot Twisting a tortured destiny some where along the way Setting stage for rags when once august ancestry buried in loot Yet tis quite frivolous to bemoan present woes or even pray To win lottery turning attention to how like our ancestral gingko or starring sally meander newt Dwelling in rich primordial egg drop soup wantonly in massive e bay Inexorably transformed (by dint of random how an drew dice did throw) per flora 2 take root As well fauna to mutate into species and genus on land 2 assay Giving rise to variety to an assortment of animals and plants And this one speck of flotsam in particular owns a passion 4 hands 2 contra dance Whereby others – from massive beasts to self taught amazing ants crying against the depredation of uncle sam Scurry hither and yon 2 and fro perhaps also contemplating genetic grants To be alive 4 a mere blink of an eye all due (in my view) 2 chance.

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