Human Sugar Cube
Is that a sugar cube meant for tea
Seven billion people can't be wrong
If the matter that composes them leaves
What becomes of humans
There becomes a great emptiness
Of course it does, it's gone
The entire population of the Earth
Can fit inside a hand, perhaps the palm
like a cube of sugar but less sweet
A very special hand indeed is needed
It must be alien of course
Stronger than a parallel universe
That much weight in one small space
Would crush the planet and all that's in it
Go right through it like a knife through butter
Back to the infant universe that had a bang
A force in nature born
Matter is really energy
Converted in the void
When removed from humans
There is a lot of empty
That is how it works
In our universe
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