by Zee bo Bee
The world between the world,
is most often quite unseen,
we disregard it in our lives;
as though it has never been.
The world between a world,
is both delicate and small,
it can flourish in one second,
and in the next is nothing at all.
But the timeline of this world,
that is contained within our own
is faster than we can imagine;
let me show you how they have grown
In a minute they had life,
the very first of their strange kind,
by the next they built their cities,
the quaintest you'll ever find.
And they multiplied and multiplied,
and spread their influence,
Until eventually they were congested,
you can see how with common sense.
And if the next thing had not happened,
the people might have moved,
to different worlds to colonialise,
but alas the next thing proved;
that no worlds can last forever,
even the ones that are self-contained,
for this world in a drop of water,
found itself quite literally drained.
And the parameciums and amoeba,
the euglenas and algae,
found themselves a doomsday
when the drop was wiped away.
The world between the world,
is most often quite unseen,
we disregard it in our lives;
as though it has never been.
PEACE OUT
