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Failed Species?

A POEM

By Ralph Wright, O.S.B. | July-August 1984

For twenty million years or more

This planet fed the Dinosaur.

It makes you sit a while and think

How soon young Man may be extinct.

But though he turn this chip of star

To ash touched from some fine cigar

When all the galaxies are dark

Man still will reign who shares God’s heart.

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