This is one of those poems where the title may be better that the actual poem. But it could be the start of something. The piece is my take on the Poetry Thursday prompt on dialogue. Hee Hee Hee -- it certainly was fun to try something different.
What I should do is go back and watch the movie and see what else to add. I should also add that the last line is a direct reference to Naomi Shihab Nye's poem "Making a Fist."
Conversation between Naomi Shihab Nye and Mr. Spock from Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan
Despite the reconnaissance, the reports
to the contrary, the space-time continuum
and all its distortions, this is the
mother of all I told you so’s. Going where
no one has gone before … what does your superior intellect
tell you now? You serve but never lead.
I bet you thought a man with enough
smarts and backbone could
You've walked from one end of the galaxy
to the other but you always saw
the end at the beginning.
Forever this has been your truth
your human truth.
Spock, if you are still with us,
curl your hand into a ball.
Make a fist.