The Question
We were all just molecules in some very distant yearsFree-falling, floating entities in our Mother's tears
Of course the Mother of whom I speak is the Mother of all mankind
The Mother Earth and Mother Sky and all we've left behind
How many eons have evolved in the Mother's frame of time?
They can't be measured in months or years or in anybodies rhyme
Did we come from distant galaxies through a black hole in the sky?
Did other beings give their lives so that we would never die?
Did they send us here with all the best that they could share and give?
I'm wondering fi we've made them proud the way we choose to live
We must accept that we owe our Mother and not leave her in a bind
The future generations should know that we weren't blind
We were all just molecules in some very distant years
Free-falling, floating entities in our Mother's tears
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