Dark Matter – POEM

Something I wrote circa 2004 (whoa, 12 years went by). Enjoy.

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What’s beyond those stars?
Is there someone like me dropping bars?
Wondering that same something, deep beyond Mars?
What’s the chances? Would their intelligence be as strong as ours?
Maybe they exist but messages take eons to pass
By the time Everest is grains of dirt
They catch the A-team interspersed with adverts
Products of our endangered earth
Or perhaps existence lurks and they’ve yet to search
Their form is at the beginnin
Simple organisms who’s form is hidden
Who can guess the storms they’ve ridden?

Maybe the weather system has 7 suns that are always risen
And a blue moon occurs, as often as earth sends people to prison
Are the inhabitants cohesive or is there division?
Do they see every single colour of a prism?
Have x-ray vision, or even have eyes?
Is there good and evil amongst the people where they reside?
Did stars’ radiation mutate them into horrors to despise?

Am I before the times?
Parallel universes? In light years do I wipe away tears,
When my bodies are in hearses seeing my own demise?
Gravity is reversed and rain rises from the skies
Oceans are so strong they move the moon, it not the tides
Or, blackholes swallowed them whole? A vacuum satan
Maybe UFO’s rose unopposed blastin’ other civilisations into simile raisins
They visited here, killed the roar of dinosaurs then abandoned nation
Or made pyramids, founded villages living on secretly as Masons
We’re all aliens and this is just one of many stations
Religion was invented to stop the population questioning creations
But fossils made it possible to see the ancients
The last of a dying breed, dodo of the galaxy

Maybe it’s all a sick joke and freedoms a fallacy
That’s why some make millions and sniff coke; it’s virtual reality
While some children stitch clothes in a sweatshop to question morality
I’m nothin’ but a Sim in a moment of clarity
A magnets turned off and we fall from grace in zero gravity
Gallant space cadets played like cassettes in a tape deck
Drifting forever as small as atoms in spaces’ cavity
We’re morons, they have more on in terms of brain capacity

Part of a giant celestial body?
Just a skin cell tattooed from a universal inkwell, could we understand this?
The suns the heart, I’m simply a part of larger planets
Russian doll syndrome, in grown, so minuscule as good as vanished
Or a billion billionth to one jackpot on cosmic bandits
Gods spare change hitting paydirt and he made earth
Now you’re reading these words from a pen I brandished
Millions of years of evolution direct to your bandwidth

Reducing thinking to why’s, what on earth’s and how can this…?
Deceptive opticals? Killing cats with curiosity trying to imagine how this is possible
The probabilities are astronomical
Maybe life resided widely and each one of us is an oracle
Nothing is rhetorical, we answer questions within lessons
With every passing second we intensify focus
We’re osmosis in a cosmos
Don’t know if, that’s a stab in the dark or a prognosis
Homo sapien, would a planet of the apes be the closest, to hearin from apes like men??
But whatever we discover in humans endeavour I hope we never taste the end
I sit back and marvel at every single particle and wonder how long the race will spend
Waging war on each other, but until then..

Living, breathing, never leaving, maybe I’m just a human being
Sight seeing
Interacting in Darwin’s living museum.

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17 Comments

  1. Epic quality, yes. Themes after my own heart lately and on occasion and deftly conveyed. I could hear Mr green do this. Fabulous thoughts, visuals and literary skills made this jump out and grab you.

  2. Genius in every level possible.

    My favorite lines by you:

    Religion was invented to stop the population questioning creations
    But fossils made it possible to see the ancients
    The last of a dying breed, dodo of the galaxy

    It all rings truth and yes…I’ve always felt that religion imprisons humans from even question earths existence. Religion itself doesn’t have all the answers. Religion and Bible is a work of fiction.

    Bravo! my friend for this whole poem. I fucken love it! 🙂

  3. If the reference will mean anything, I can easily imagine this being adapted into a song performed by Twenty-One Pilots. Halfway through, I realized I was actually reading it as if it was. In case the reference has no meaning for you, I’ll say this: I think it flowed wonderfully and had a fantastic rhythm.

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