It’s possible that in each glass we drink
there’s a sip of Cleopatra, experts say,
so when we toast and crystal goblets clink,
we savor a pharaoh in our chardonnay.
In times to come, other drinkers may
unwittingly imbibe in pleasant sips
substance once a part of us as they
mingle us anew with different lips.
Why wait until our cellular selves dissolve,
a fate that no one in the world is spared,
to join in oneness vintage? We can solve
divisions knowing substance all is shared.
Let’s toast to a mixed up species in our drink
and help to step back from extinction’s brink.
Mario A. Pita