The Edge of the CosmosA Poem by redzone....we want to see over the edgeThe
Edge of the Cosmos At
the edge of the cosmos, light
bends the curvature of space and
we can not yet see
beyond. Perhaps, even
in millennia to come we
may never find all that
we are looking for, as the
cosmos and her mysteries will
forever haunt. We
humans, evolving
from ocean scum and
star dust before this, have
curious minds, we
need to know what is out there; and
who we are. Even
the slaves of old, too
often accepted their fate not
knowing what lie on
the other side of the river; not
having the hope that
life could be different, better. Same
is true for people today; the
bottom dwellers who
live in the ghettos, barrios, and
cesspools of the world’s citadels, lack
the hope, do
not see they can overthrow the
traditions and powers that
holds them down. Hope
is a dangerous thing! It
allows creative minds not
only to dream, but
to find the pathways, the
methods and means, the
ideologies to
overthrow their chains and
create a new. Revolution! A
new communist dawn! After
the dust settles, and
our hopes soar ever higher, we
may once again dream; and
like the first great migration out
of Africa thousands
of millennia ago, spread
out through the cosmos getting
closer to seeing over the
cosmic edge. Aztec
Warrior/redzone 8.11.21 © 2021 redzoneAuthor's Note
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