A hitchhikers guide to no-where!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Only when the stone
fell on him did he realise he was in the Stone Age. Luckily his friend, Neanderthal stood aside surviving death only to become extinct through climate change. So much for the bigger brain! Lastly, what of Homo sapiens rulers of our own demise, again through climate change, or maybe a war to put an end to us all. I wonder if Homo is short for homeless? Anyway, the future looks bleak with Mother Earth waving goodbye, we'll all be space bums at a space station at a space stop all waiting to hitch a ride to nowhere in particular. I wonder, what the man in the moon will think then as he watches tens of thousands of monoliths from graves floating by?
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1 Review Added on February 16, 2019 Last Updated on February 16, 2019 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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