getting laid
we know much.
we know a lot of things.
we know mathematics.
and algebra and calculus.
we know how flowers droop.
and how the moon wanes.
we have watched life getting born.
and breath getting stilled.
our blood carries known secrets.
our hearts are fixed with cold steel.
we have climbed icy mountains.
trekked across barren deserts.
we have tamed wild beasts.
and domesticated fire.
we have walked on the moon.
peeped into constellations.
we have looked under the sea.
gaped into the guts of a jellyfish.
we have learned more than yesterday.
and we will learn more tomorrow.
our combined knowledge is maybe
more than a zillion terabytes.
however, another day will dawn tomorrow.
and pink light will kiss the deep blue black.
somewhere a chicken will lay an egg.
and elsewhere, an egg will hatch.
einsteins will again scratch their stubble
when a kid pops that question once again.
who laid the egg that hatched the chicken.
etc.
a very clever write ! loved it...Maggie
I think she was brought from another planet... And the original one was made from clay in heaven. Or so I heard?...LOL!
very clever and engaging write
Ha ha! The Einstens are gonna scratch off their stubble with this one!
so many questions, so many answers yet to be found. still wondering.
Eggsactly the question I've been asking, lo, these many years : )
An age old question give the erudite poet's treatment... I have a sneaking feeling you may well know the answer.
nicely done! always there will be mysteries to unfold, and answers left unanswered
A piece of brilliance Prathap....i like your choice of closing line!
Clever write my friend.- - that last question is still be answered by someone one day.
child is the father of man!