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The earth is a very small stage
in a vast
cosmic arena
think of the rivers of blood
Spill by all those generals and emperors
so that in glory and triumph they could become the momentary masters
of a fraction
of a dot
our posturings
our imagine self importance
the dilusion that we have some proviledge position in the universe
are challenged
by this point of pale light
our planet is a lonly spec
in a great enveloping
cosmic dark
in our obscurity
in all this vastness
there's no hints
that help will come from elsewhere
to save us
from ourselves