Megaphor

What if the myth was not our past but our present
 
Noah standing for the eight species of hominids
 
Earth being our ark in a universal flood of stardust
 
threatening to drown us
 
Our souls the jonahs that seek release from the belly of this fish
 
Someone send out the American eagle to search for dry land among the blackness
 
We need to get off this boat before it sinks
 
into the sea of light particles
 
Get us to shore
 
Get us to the promised land across this Jordan
 
from this sea of death to higher Ararat or Everest