Eventualities

Existence is a prolific touch to life
an unconscious flight
into the so-known and unlearned
an after burn of thought and haplessness is of such worth
protagonist unto blood thirst
the sky reaps grim
to shadows when the light
fades dim
they all praise him
but the forgot about her
all number and plastic shores
concrete blood, our dirt
have we forgot about earth?
Instant gratitude
so much for the search
so much cognitive thought
passive and in mind
fly away in love yet war is gravity, remind
us of where we stand
death to all of is is bland
think we will
how many here will
fathom these
eventual eventualities?