Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

flags and satisfaction

in the grand scheme of things,
i wonder if other civilizations across the galaxy giggle
at our feeble attempts to conquer tiny grains of dust
when we take a piece of fabric and a stick, make a flag
and thrust it into the ground with some sort of mighty
satisfaction – our leaps for mankind are merely just a tiny
fraction of a bigger plot that unfolds across the
universe’s belly and hands

written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: conquer

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