Who, indeed, will be
The last Ukrainian eel
Among us, the last
Stunned Yangtze River dolphin,
The last great hissing
Madagascar cockroach, last
Unicorn, prancing
Beside Pegasus until
The last manticore,
The last wall-painting human
Who has no descendants dies?
Who will sit in the garden
Of the forgotten, among
Lives alien and thriving
Waiting to mourn and to die?
It won't be a life
Among the thriving.
The thriving simply
Thrive. Who will be last
Among the thriving to thrive?
Whatever is not the last
Neurosurgeon to survive.
Gentleness will not surpass
The last reader lecturing,
Hectoring, redundantly,
The wizards' last empty class.
Even the bees abandon
The strategm of a hive.
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