I am the end of a line
Extending back to time's beginning,
First light, last light, a pile of atoms
Organized by a unique molecular map, DNA
Has been bound since bacteria first grew,
Fishes swam in cooling waters, birds
Struggled upwards, and at the last second,
Wo/man kind took its ease.
Physical bonds asunder,
I must, then,
Give, and do what I can, and be
Grateful, so grateful,
To the rest of you
Who carry on.
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This article series contains poetry, prose, short fiction by Daniel Friedman. For more of Daniel's writing see this link: Daniel Friedman's Poetry & Short Stories. Any relationship of text in these materials to persons living or dead is probably not a coincidence.
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