Lightning zips a blink
traveled on a thousand feet.
The world spins under
her laser's traction.
Slower and steady
the his body moves.
Crackling scales scrape
as progress forges through.
Again again again
the hare races round.
Dust covers even that
which was just born.
Trudging memories
of the rust covered things.
Tortoise pace follows
can't keep his bearing.
Only the hatchlings see
as the future skims by.
They march as their parents
unknowingly left behind.
Thanks to Kerry, Rebecca, Barbara, and Kaelyn for this Saturday's inspiration, youth that don't know about the technology we grew up with.
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