You unholy Bitch
That would allow
Countless creatures
To disappear
Such a mystery
So cloistered that no one
No one
Really has a clue
Except you
And your gleeful smirk
Betrays your smug indifference
To our petty needs of survival
As your plates collide
And thrust together the very crust
Upon which we reside
Skyward, a few feet
Now and then
To loose the waves
Just ask Atlantis
They are legend
Thus not unconformed
To disappear without a trace
Vanished yes, the human race
But not the mess we’ll leave behind
And I know you do not mind
For creatures come
And creatures go
The unconformity that you know
Will be applied when it is due
The unconformist, not me, but you
Copyright 2009 Patrick Granfors
Be alway safe,
Karen
Anna
Georg
Thank you.
John
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
That opening line got a little under my skin! LOL Well, it DID! LOL