An Organism

I am a heap of organic matter,
I am a piece of carbon-based crap,
And one day I'll die, and my ashes will scatter,
Throughout this whole limitless map!

So what does it matter what happens to me?
My life is a blip on the screen of Time,
A flash in the pan of Eternity,
A cell in the syrupy slime...

poem by Joshua Dinkin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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