Long Before
Long before our years began,
before the mind of nature had conjured man,
the artists of the universe,
(artists that they were)
that started it all,
started imagining a combination of science and art,
imagining its form and actions and its thoughts.
Its beginning a particular straying of atoms,
beginning that parade
that at its tail end––
at its possible tale’s end––
its greatest creation or its
greatest, perhaps, mistake.
Perhaps that last thing that ended its own being,
that humanity-declared champion of creation:
Humanity.
(Would that we had lived up to our name.)
Please go HERE to read ForgottenMan’s poem that introduced the prompt.

Love this poem!
Thanks for writing to and propagating my prompt, Remi! It’s gotten me a few views today already!
As an aside: I’m called Dux in some corners of my life. I’m thinking about naming my new scheme the “Dux Vainglory Construct”. Any other suggestions/comments?
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I sent you some via Teams.
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Lovely picture and poem Judy
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A fine poem and apt phrase in parenthesis
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