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
Copyright © David Kavanagh | Year Posted 2021
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