Feeling Meaningless

A completely non religious write, I think! The universe is nothing yet everything, inward then outwardly led has tried every configuration possible, peanuts to stellar nursery beds Mixing this and that together, now it's growing inside our heads Bringing conscious thoughts to light, through our blood it spreads Perhaps a self centred entity, trying to comprehend from where it came Using every calculation ever made, from Confucius to murderous Cain Loves human ingenuity, though indiscriminate to the healthy and lame Lets everything run its course, including nazism and crack cocaine So what's the ultimate purpose, I mean time's always on its side, Expand forever, test every combination that human life provides Hanging around going nowhere, indifferent to watching us die Refusing to interact for a second, as we contagiously laugh and cry Well it's not good enough I'm afraid, to experiment at any price Allowing us to breed like rabbits, or are we your laboratory mice Chaos here, randomness there, fancy our chances, roll the dice Some gorge on filet mignon, others cannot afford a bowl of rice So the million dollar question I'm asking, everyone wants to know Are you listening universe, or is some god actually running the show Putting 2 and 2 together, is not beyond where my mind can go Answer's simple, but you constantly move the goalposts as I grow (Universe replies) Oh ye of little faith, (jesting) intelligent beings are in times of trial You've been looking for meaning, before my pharaohs ruled the Nile The truth is, there's none today, but that will all change in a little while Hang on in there, we're almost home, it's going to end in some style By David Kavanagh