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A Poem by RobertRonnow

Author: RobertRonnow
Created: November 13, 2015 at 09:52 am
Upload Type: Poem, G (All)  
Category: Free Verse | Writing | General/Other
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Oh Pilot Me  

RNA or DNA polymerase, an enzyme, protein, attracted to
promoter molecules in the polypeptide chain causing a zipper
motion and transcription of the code, a duplication of codons,
introns and exons, and so it goes, sharing and unsharing electrons.

These attractions and repulsions, coming near and going far
in nanounits or light years, fail to explain things permanently
but make possible the technology to live long and well, with personality.
It is a form of governance, the governance of elements, elements are now

apparently our gods. Learn all you can about their laws, their names,
their needs, read their poems. Only the mentally unusually sound would,
given this knowledge, agree to the process of mitosis and fertilization. However,
organisms go round then senseless via involuntary respiration. Therefore, Pilot Oh Pilot       Me.

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Author Notes

--title from a poem by Robert Hayden

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November 13, 2015
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Matt has hit a nail on the head here. Because I don't trust scientists either. These strange individuals who haunt laboratories, trying to play God. One day they will go to far. And then we are in trouble. Thank goodness I have my beliefs.

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November 13, 2015
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I would like to think we are more than just a cocktail of chemicals and electronic impulses. Because those pesky scientists think they have an explanation for everything. Which they do not. Because they are rarely in agreement with each other. Then, I guess, it's down to who funds their research as to how their results pan out...

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