A big noise made us,
and water and DNA
to let the dinosaurs
out-mammal us out of
Bronze, Iron, Religion ages;
taking over, learning, discovering
through disease, war, travel,
to today:
the distance of screens;
our privilege
as we read
that story.
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Kendall Defoe
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Comments (4)
Move over Barenaked Ladies!
Y'know, when you put it as big noise instead of big bang, it just seems so funnyyyyyy hahahahahhahahaha
This is a wonderful poem - so raw in its premise.
Our story is very creative. Well appreciated.