by George Colkitto
before maps and
before lighthouses and
before science and writings and
stars spoke, in unpolluted night, of gods and
gazing to the heavens, man saw the arc of time ever
how days began and ended, nights came and went, when he was
his children and his children’s children’s children would watch the same
but did he foresee that they would learn and complicate, would destroy and
drive ever onwards, lay waste, as rulers of all they surveyed, until they put out
G W Colkitto writes poetry and prose. His work has appeared in anthologies and in magazines. There is more information on his Web site www.gwcolkitto.co.uk
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