Just A Point…
Just A Point…
Just a point , in a line,
just an instant, stuck in time,
wandering, wondering evermore,
then washed upon some foreign shore.
Come to root, and grow to learn
Discontent and disconcerne
Time moves us.
Now we drift away from strife,,
protein coated viral life.
To find another willing cell,
to do the thing we do most well
.
Time moves us
What remnant strain takes hold this day?
What influence shall shape our way?
As in the past it comes again,
although we can’t remember when..
Time moves us.
Ejected, blown, into space,
solar wind and human race.
All time passed and none to tell,
we land upon another cell.
Time moves us.
From cell to cell we make our way,
Infectious strands of DNA
Do we really have a choice?
Listen to your inner voice.
Time moves on..
D,Scolnik.
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