legacy, regarding humans

 I wonder
 what our dust will show
 will they, the after,
 will they know?
 or does boldness begin
 the prevalent sin
 in thinking
 we might go on
 eternal.
  
 I wonder
 of doom,
 demise,
 our overprescribed end times-
 the faulty wired words
 of those who
 prophesized-
 of death
 and the damned phrase
 ‘not ready yet’
 and 
 the desire
 for rewritten endings.
  
 I wonder
 whether asunder
 is the way
 this species sets to stay-
 if to tear apart
 thine neighbor
 is standard operating behavior,
 and saviors
 are but the lore
 of lonely folk,
 the like that think themselves greater,
 (narrator),
 who think up,
 up, and
 away-
 and not today,
 maybe, later.
  
 I wonder,
 if the lies believed,
 be passed on,
 if the truth, when seized,
 does its vanishing come
 immediate?
 or is it but the reveal,
 of the empty 
 you would come to steal?
  
 I wonder
 of optimistic folly
 and the truly human calling-
 fantasy,
 or fanaticism-
 both seeming far,
 yet,
 the cost and product
 of overactive
 imagination.  

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