youtubepoem

Here's something I wrote after a long debate on youtube, arguing on definitions about Darwinian evolution and Intelligent Design.

What have we to be afraid of as observers of the sky?
That we were observing an unblinking eye?
Should we cringe in horror, to think that we
Might have an observer as
obstreperous as we?
Or should we embrace that cold sweet sky
that rained down upon us fresh tears of sorrow
that we could not hear, nor did we know?
And whose breath had rocked us in sweet lullaby
when we were alone
and wanted to die.