Words, Pencils/Inks: Heath P. Lail
Well guys, unfortunately I don't have anything to add tonight either. I am simply too beat to get into anything deep, but here is poem I just cooked up....
The Forever People
You watch silently as cities rise and fall,
Countries, planets, you have seen them all.
Still you ponder, even wonder, what it is that makes life go on.
You come descended from a dead race,
Serving as watchers to understand your place
In the Great Scheme of things.
Looking down upon us all, do you understand the significance
Of Nightfall? We go outside underneath the stars…
Young boys and girls inside parked cars; professors watching silent space…
Looking upwards towards your face, but all alone it seems you are,
Because you are so ever far away from those who seek to find you.
Will you be content to watch forever
Or will your race become so clever they will come to overthrow
Our precious balance within the universe? Look at us and marvel, dead one…
We alone stand speaking testament to the Scheme’s greatest aspirations.
Be content to watch and learn or we will find you;
Then you will burn.
HPL
G'night...love to you all.
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