The Ending
The far history is 2000 years old, and we have
no kinship with those who lived before that time.
Near history began 700 hundred years ago, and
feels like yesterday, through paintings we know
what people looked like then, their culture and
so forth; names of those who were famous then.
“A million years from now”, the learned man on
the TV, said, “the sun will implode and on earth
there will forever be night. Should I be worried?
By then what we know and find important today
will be forgotten and since there is no memory,
humanity never existed. Perhaps a cry undulates
through the dark vastness, lamenting the passing
of a god that disappeared into its own void.
AucklandPoetry.com presents Poet Resident JAN OSKAR HANSEN on http://OSKAR.AUCKLANDPOETRY.COM
Monday, April 14, 2008
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