What if it missed?

What if it missed?

July 13, 2025

I revisit my domicile of former yore

Not from a distance so vast

But from a time spanning even more

I arrive as an outcast

Expecting adoration

Receiving aborration

And complete censor

Why have you forgotten?

He who offers all life

Why has thou forsaken?

He who removes all strife

As the crowd collectively gathered

As a single minded pool

Focusing their vile and their hatred

As if it were an ancient rule

Hear the fool

A pathetic Picasso

Look at his garb

A putrid Poe

We are in the presence

Of an arrogant Aristotle

Methinks he frequently partakes

From Bukowski’s bottle

These were not my children

From so long ago

These were the ignorant masses

Requiring a flambeau

In a manner in which all Gods

Might attest

I did what all deities should

When similarly stressed

Humans milling aimlessly in place

Mimicking food to digest

So I re-guided that asteroid

Leaving dinosaurs forever blessed

As I revisit my new children of current yore

Whose cold blood pleases my warm heart

And whose size grows even more

It pleases me to have done my part

Expecting admiration

Receiving adulation

Forever an idyllic splendour