Gold Dust

I believe that fire was still a mystery when the hunt was interrupted by the visitors knowing that the creatures were startled by their presence, they could passively drop the gold dust into the creek from which they drank and as expected, the dumbfounded four, with mouths agape, watched in disbelief without twitching a muscle, though it is not ascertained that disbelief is a function of the thought process that they were at this time capable it was not lost on these creatures, however, our forefathers, that these individuals were far superior than the mastodon they were tracking with rocks the 3 visitors gave a glance to their soon-to-be hybrid offspring and were off the ability to convey their experience with others fell futile there were as yet no grunts to properly describe what they had witnessed the DNA structure leading to the ceiling of the evolutionary scale was no longer a towering, folding beast, but rather a mere stepladder fire was discovered tools, arrows, weaponry and monuments that we have yet to explain how, were constructed while the last true human, but a young child when the visitors came, had watched from afar, drank only from a pond that they hadn't touched he passed like a story from the ancients forgotten in time

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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