On Extinction

Doom writ

deep

within our

genes

not far

that.

we could

stray?

*

We had our

sway

our addled

day

.

and now

sink

to

dire distrait

.

akin to

all those

planets bare

.

who once

may have

had their way?

*

Wired is

All

to Self destruct

.

could be

the worldly

fate

.

some go

fast

and some

go slow

.

some early

and

some late?

*

Suffer more

who know

it all

.

sentience

whets

the pain

.

worms

that wallow

in the mire

.

sense

no

loss nor gain?

*

There be no

rhyme nor

reason

.

to why we

be

or not

.

so live as

if

it matters not

.

what is

or

is to be

*

Let our state

be then

as such

.

both forfeit

and

forgot

.

no more

than random

will o’ the wisp

.

in some

Ungodly

Plot

©R.Kanth, 2025