Poof Proof Poem by Greg Gaul

Ponder the lengthy life of our planet
Here we are for only a bitty blink
Many creative creatures now span it
Each having hardly enough time to think

Seemingly senseless gnashing of the truth
Turning it all about and running round
Silently stopping, then there's just poof
Leaving little trifling traces to be found

Funny how flawed and frail we all are
Never knowing what will nudge us next
Mostly seeking some silly thrills thus far
Impacting human lives to small effect

We were wondering who will carry on
Without warning we poof, then we're gone




6/20/21
Copyright © Greg Gaul | Year Posted 2021