Source of Our Awareness
Man was born to make things happen
the universe finally had enough
After expanding and exploding for eons
was time to get answers about some stuff
With no end in sight a resolution was needed
as the fireworks just wouldn’t stop
Space, light, and dust, kept repeating
even gravity sometimes went pop
So what better than human imagination
to put in place a plausible fix
With paradoxes spinning out of control
mans mind was chosen to mastermind tricks
One way or another we find solutions
insane chaos is never allowed
Deus ex machina, fills in blank spaces
and it works, but never say this aloud
So for now the universe is happy
in a man made oblivious state
Leaving us to our own devices
with the burden of explaining it’s fate
Of course stars continue to go nova
and that’s ok we ride along
Passing the buck to a creator
God picks up pieces, when things go wrong
The moral of this story may appear obscene
to make humanity the middleman of sense
But without us who else can ponder
an infinite void, and questions so immense
Oh ye of little faith, I see a God no doubt
perhaps different from the one you praise
Mine is evident through conscious perception
in plain sight, No! just slightly out of phase
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01/19/23
Copyright © David Kavanagh | Year Posted 2023
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