SUNDAY 25th APRIL 2021 ~ FLASH FICTION ~ POETRY
This is-written in response to a writing prompt from WordPress,com
If you could clone yourself, how would you split up your responsibilities?
by John Yeo
Asked the man behind the bar.
The liquid was measured into a glass
Containing a speck of dust.
The quantity was exactly the same
But there was a glaring difference.
The germ was consumed and grew
Then quickly spread through my body.
Cells attacking cells the battle was fought
Then medical science joined the affray
Although I have recovered my health today
I will never be the same again.
A glaring display of opposites is always very plain,
Wars are fought over a tiny differential
To be exactly one and the same,
Would be impossible to sustain
Variation is a valuable guide to follow.
Life stands still with the same again.
Like peas in a pod the midwife laughed
As the twins came into the world.
There the similarities ended,
Differences always arise during growth.
Upbringing and shaping, count for a lot.
A clone is a carbon copy of the original.
Tempting fate to fill the glass,
requesting the same again.
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