Jurassic Park

Thoughts of Mr. Hammond

All I ever wanted

Was to see the kids all smile.

See their shining faces,

And make money all the while.

Who's never had a dream

Of seeing a dinosaur?

I've now made that dream real;

And so much was in store.

“Approval from the experts,”

Was the lawyer's one demand.

It should have so been so easy,

For my works were all so grand.

I found two scientists,

Who were paid to come and see.

The lawyer brought a man as well, who

Disagreed with me.

I brought my grandkids too,

To everyones dismay.

I thought they would enjoy

An exciting holiday.

How was I supposed to know,

That things would go so wrong?

That we would be betrayed,

By a man I've trusted long?

It's really not my fault.

So now I persevere.

Find staff much more trustworthy.

The work continues here.

Who now will fund the park?

How can I capture the might?

For I will make it work.

Is it right?

It is right.

Right?

Thoughts of Dr. Malcolm

I lay here torn and weak

Slipping away, I know,

Dying.

I can feel no pain,

Nor reality at all.

Morphine.

It is no fault of mine;

In fact I was correct.

Of course.

The dinosaurs were here,

And then they went extinct.

For good.

Or so it should have been.

This time science has gone

To far.

To bring to life things dead

Through preserved DNA

Is wrong.

See the Chaos Theory.

Don't try to predict or

Control.

“Life will break free.”

Over and over

I said.

I now have a feeling;

Happy, calm, and dizzy.

Open.

The world is turning black.

I realize something

Just now.

Life is just a model.

A sort of paradigm,

Let's say.

I'm now passing over

Onto the other side.

Beyond.

Thoughts of Tim Murphy

Alexis, my sister, and me,

Our grandpa invited to see,

An island he owns,

With dinosaur bones,

'Least, that's what he said it would be.

We got there, and to our surprise,

What grandpa had said was all lies.

For there was much more.

The whole dinosaur!

I couldn't believe my own eyes.

We toured and saw many a sight,

But before we returned that night,

A storm started to pound.

The power shut down.

Yep, the fences did too, all right.

Alexis and I were alone,

In the park, the dinosaurs roamed.

Grant found us, then we

All slept in a tree.

Next morning we set off for home.

We traveled till we were all sore,

Saw raptors, T-Rexes, and more.

Did what few would have dared,

-But man, was I scared!-

As over the island we tore.

A 'copter is here; we're inside.

I try to settle for the ride.

And though I may hate it,

Not everyone made it....

Oh, I am so glad I survived!

Thoughts of Dr. Grant

I'm really not a man of words, so I'll try to keep this brief.

Promoting death-traps such as this could only bring more grief.

At first I found it wonderful; so magical, so grand!

I didn't pay attention to the great dangers at hand.

I then agreed with Hammond, that this park should come to be.

But before I signed my name, I thought it best I come and see.

Since then, I've learned a thing or two, about the force of man.

We really cannot do a thing, though we seem to think we can.

We certainly can save ourselves, and help our fellows, too;

But really, in the scheme of things, what more can people do?

Mr. Hammond, think of this, if you still walk the land:

What if you'd used your funding for good instead of grand?

My most sincere thanks to Michael Crichton