Poem -

Precipice

Precipice

Precipice.
Over the
edge.
Human
civilization 
speeding
head long
to the
precipice.
Technological 
precipice.
Eons of
glacial 
movement.
Generation 
to generation.
Father like
son.
Thousand
years on.
Subtle change.
No change.
Explosion.
Suddenly 
explosive
movement.
Light speed
exponential 
change.
Cloud control.
Technology
melding.
Humans 
melding.
Bright, shining 
new.
Becoming 
one.
Techno Saipan.
Evolves.
Future like
no other.
Incomprehensible!

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Tony Taylor

Hey JP!!....WOW!!.....like usual....yours is akin to
the gift of prophecy.....your words inspire and alarm
all at the same time...I for one.....enjoy your sojourn
into the world of words.....you shine there!!...ALL STARS!!....
thanx again dear poet brother!!....LOVE & ROCKETS!!....T xo : )

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E.J. Waling

Always great to hear from you Tony.
John

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Marion

I think Tony expressed it perfectly... your words do...both inspire and alarm John... 
your words always reach the deep terror inside me... hugs x

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author
E.J. Waling

Hi Marion.

Thank you kindly for all your support.

John

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