SKY BREATHED

The sky breathed its medicine upon them.

Soon they found themselves acting without their will. At first they found it terrifying, this idea of being an apprentice to the Creator, but, after some time, it became apparent, our reason for being.

Years inexplicably pass in my conversation with God and I awaken in the future, which is now.

Yes. Now they grow restless, urged the guard! They are angry with what’s been planned, halfway implemented, what’s been done to them, he explained.

Now years move backward, a counterbalance of time, an equilibrium for humankind.

Why do we continue to prod them like cattle? Why do they continue to slaughter themselves as soldiers for corporations, reduce themselves to the walking dead?

The sky breathed its medicine upon them.





© 2015 Mark Richard Prime

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