Spectators Poem by John F. English

Time rolls on
Endless, unstoppable
Time rolls on
How old are these rocks?
This beach or the wide ocean?
Do they remember the men of Atlantis
Or the Dinosaurs?
Or when they floated through space
around a new-born star
Just a few billion years ago
Only yesterday
What is man but a blink
In the cosmic darkness
We fancy were at the center of it all
That t'was all made for the sake of us
But I doubt that these rocks will remember us
When we follow the Dinosaurs
Time rolls on
Rolls on, rolls on
Time rolls on
Until the last of the stars burn out
And the universe becomes cold and lifeless
Before starting all over again