A Speck

A Speck

by dan ankers

I am a speck that matters a lot to a few

as with most of us, who are loved by a bevy of groups

We matter so much

We do

We Specks on the lenses of time to be wiped

we mattered while we were there the the lovely ones and the growns and the tykes

Never could we make it make sense in mathematical terms, we germs

we earn our spot on earth by being birthed.and then learned proper in them schools, following

them there rules, which are largely a pile of nonsenses as we shall see

and not to mention pecking order, or disorder as it were. They set us up there to thrive and to fail

only to be better off when we avail our own tree

Family is...whoever will give unto the root, which is the source of all life

really. we find it

divine it

this root

so simple, and yet it yields us very few answers