A Math Divine
Trillions of stars,
all with the same scribe,
jingling
"come for a visit
and when you arrive
have a spin around my planets,
search for life if you must
its all around, maybe not in one cavern
but perhaps in the next
and if life isn't in one place
it once was
and if life is here now
it will soon be gone."
Billions of people
all with the same wish
have water in the well of life...
a bit of grain on their plate
to touch a distant shine
it's all very simple
once you've figured out
the math... divine
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2020
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