Evolutiontion, a Haiku Sonnet

Was it were to be

In were it of all to see

Alas a lone stone

 

For sight to be free

Was it we’re all a thingy

A frag of the bone

 

Now see it to be

It shone through it and was he

With all the fly drone

 

Be free and go see

All we were was was deadly

A last bemoaned groan 

 

Twilight will it to go in time and space

We were all that was in this crime and place

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