The End Of Dominion

First posted in May of 2018. Revised.

Ten thousand years from today
there will still be equinoxes and
ocean currents. Most mountains
will look identical from a distance —

less snow on the peaks, perhaps;
certainly the glaciers will be gone,

but the jagged horizon will be the same
and that which is highest will still be highest.

There will still be beaches. They will still look 
like beaches, although they’ll be in different places
and it may not be pleasant 
to stare too deeply
into what makes up the sand.

Trees, yes; flowers, yes.  Creeper bushes
and stinging nettles, yes; creeping insects
and stinging beetles, yes.  From the dunes
beings will be seen leaping 
in the ocean

near shore. They may no longer bear any name
we would know. Language itself 
may or may not last,
even if people do. 
If people have survived,
they will have to have changed.

Instead of naming what they see, they will instead
have listened 
and learned what other beings
call themselves. To survive,
they will have had to learn that — 

and as for the God they imagined
gave them the power, the glory,
the dominion: who knows where He
will be, if anywhere at all. Instead

of Him there may be Her. Instead
of Her there may be Them. Instead
of Them there may be None, or
if Something Of All Of That is left

it may be shrunken, cowering
among the rotted rocks of obsolete
foundations, pleading for someone
to empower it again 
in a voice none will hear.

About Tony Brown

A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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