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z-Force Majeure

How then does Force Majeure
threaten all existence;
often wielded by the bluntest instrument?

How can it be
that rank murder
can Imagination extinguish?

How can human genius be crushed
by a louts blow,
ignorant of kindness
or the million years it took
to create the opposable thumb
then used to bludgeon the human skull.

What justice is there then
in a world so arduously created
but so easily destroyed
by means foul and low?

Why does Nature provide
for evolution's progress
yet not allow it to survive,

but instead subject us to the lows
and highs
of periodic extinguishments,
of starting over and over again

with new blueprints
for new flora and fauna,
which after millennia
can be dashed by a another rock
incoming from outer space?

Where is the plan here?
Where is the justice scale
which makes this make sense?

If we then succumb to flaming craters
or rampant disease
if all Genius can be murdered
on the dark streets,
What wherefore is the point here?

Such gloom and toil
aways there
looms over every tree
and every unsuspecting fleur de lis.

Nature herself cannot be the blame
for nature too blows up in fiery steam.

Where then is the locus true;
the Explanation Grandiloquent
which fixes the true locus of blame?

Is all Cold Physics;
random luck
and ugly death in
future states?

Does honor lay
in resisting this fate;
to struggle against the
the Extinguishment Date?

Too weighty here
for me to see.

I lay me down
Headache Bound
to contemplate
this another day
but understanding
thus;
that the end is never the end
but only the pause
before the new blueprint
and the story
renews.

Our burden is renewal;
death gives way to the new
but,
then again
all that sounds
very familiar too.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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