John Prophet : Writing

Evolution Tool Of The Creator

Evolution Tool Of The Creator

A Poem by John Prophet


The debate has been raging for centuries. Where do we come from? Why are we here? Where are we going? Is there a Creator? We look around and see ..
Exponential Change

Exponential Change

A Poem by John Prophet


Will the Twenty First Century be the end for Homo Sapiens? Can human minds and psyches stand up to the speed of change being metered out? Today, we ..
Humanities Redemption

Humanities Redemption

A Poem by John Prophet


What does it mean to be human? Are we just animals or evolving to become something more? Are we victims to our basic instincts unable to push back a..
Years Long Past

Years Long Past

A Poem by John Prophet


I walk past the old football field, empty, no gladiators, no cheering crowds. PUSH THEM BACK, PUSH THEM BACK, PUSH THEM WAAAAY BACK! Just echoes of ..
Women

Women

A Poem by John Prophet


When I was a young man I chased them by the score. They were fast, young and lean. Conquest was my aim, seduction was the game. Procreation, I was ..
Corporeal Manifestation

Corporeal Manifestation

A Poem by John Prophet


We are the visible manifestation of a much deeper design. Like the tip of an iceberg most of what we are is out of view. Science tells us that only ..
Modernities Foundation

Modernities Foundation

A Poem by John Prophet


Modernity aspires but is built on shaky ground. Our knowledge so finite, much built on superstition and ignorance. The infinite beyond ours to kno..
My Name Is Joe

My Name Is Joe

A Poem by John Prophet


Hello my name is Joe, I'm from planet Earth. I opened my eyes one day and found myself there. Where I was before I do not know. They taught me stuff..
The Brain

The Brain

A Poem by John Prophet


Our brains are fragile things, seventy percent which is water, and It sloshes around in our skull. Sixty percent of the brain is made of fat. There..
Modernity

Modernity

A Poem by John Prophet


I went for a walk at Monson Village today. A place in the woods where people lived in the 1700's. Rock foundations were all that was left in each sp..