They trampled the swampy earth,
Such a variety of them,
Some eating plants, some eating dead fish
And some probably planning to eat another.
At that moment they had no idea
Their actions would be studied
120 million years later.
They ambled, or scurried, off the scene.
The water came floating in,
Heavy with silt that settled on their footprints
And preserved that moment in solid rock.
While continents cracked and swung around
And pushed that sediment north.
So we rush around in hurried lives,
Such a variety of us,
Some eating plants and some eating dead flesh
And some probably planning to hurt each other.
As we have no idea how our actions will be studied,
Even a few years later,
We take a quick photo to share our world,
Before we move on to another scene.
While the years are marching on,
Heavy or happy with memories,
And preserved in passed-on family tales
Among kin and progeny dispersed across continents.
When something cracked and swung around
And put a border between us.
We have no idea how this will look
Even a few years later.