Broken

It starts with a wine glass, dropped in the sink and shattered to bits. 

Then, reaching for the broken bits around a vase full of flowers, a miscalculation, thus shards and blossoms all over the floor.

In the process of cleaning up, an old pipe in the kitchen fails, soaking the floor.  While fixing that, a wrench is dropped and smashes the water valve; you can guess what happens next.

It’s not good to get electrical wires wet because when they do, circuits short out and when the electrical box goes on the fritz, so does the refrigerator; all the ice melts, the floor caves in and the appliance ends up in the basement.

Walls begin to fold down  The roof collapses.  Pretty soon, what was once a house is now a pile of rubble.

A huge sinkhole opens beneath the foundation and all is swallowed up, which busts a gas main, causes a fire and consumes the entire neighborhood.

In the effort to extinguish the blaze by dropping water from the air, a military transport plane crashes.  The emergency search and rescue crew succumbs to smoke inhalation; their vehicles, left unattended, explode; a cloud of toxic fumes blankets the city.

The heat from the various conflagrations melts the mountain’s glacier; a lahar rushes downhill, covering the entire region with what looks like a rolling slurry of wet concrete.  Not a single animal is left living.  The weight of it all tips the earth off its axis and the Northern hemisphere heats up almost overnight to unprecedented temperatures.

All the glaciers melt; the seas rise precipitately; every city in the world is submerged; the entire human race is wiped out.

Aquatic life thrives; in a couple of centuries, dolphins and whales rule the seas.  Over time, they continue to evolve, until one day, a porpoise with arm-like flippers, holds something like a wine glass over something not unlike a sink.

History doesn’t repeat, but it does rhyme.