h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Time marches ever onwards
It’s not an illusion for
When all's been made: History
Will we then be seen,
parasites of no consequence:
Like worm cast, from cosmic being,
faeces, decomposed.
Silvered slivers side long viewed.
What lies beneath,
the universe here will it now show
pin pricked holes.
Gates ways through to long past times,
where; No, son of man never went.

ltp,
Nice poem; good feeling to it.
If I may, a few SPAG fixes to let it run more smoothly?

Time marches ever onward(.)[s]
It’s not an illusion(,) for
[W](w)hen all's been made[:] History(,)
[W](w)ill we then be seen( as)[,]
parasites of no consequence(?)[:]
Like worm(s,) cast[,] from cosmic being,
faeces, decomposed(; )[.]
Silvered slivers(,) side(-)long viewed.
What lies beneath[,] <--the universe here(?)
-->[w](W)ill it now show <--pin(-)pricked holes(?)[.]
Gate[s ]ways [through] to long(-)past times,
where[; N](n)o[,] son of man [n]ever went.
--or--
where--No!--son of man never went.

So, it would look like this:

Time marches ever onward.
It’s not an illusion, for
when all's been made History,
will we then be seen as
parasites of no consequence?
Like worms, cast from cosmic being,
faeces, decomposed;
Silvered slivers, side-long viewed.
What lies beneath the universe here?
Will it now show pin-pricked holes?
Gateways to long-past times,
where no son of man ever went.
--or--
where--No!--son of man never went.

Try that on for size and tell me if it still meets with your approval, and the needs of the piece of poetry.

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