The End of Space
Have you ever stopped to think
There can't ever be an end to space
My mind boggles every time I think about it
If we assume there is an end
Then what would be on the other side
Of that wall, that barrier, that whatever
Since I was a child that has addled my puny human brain
Ever since I was old enough to reason
My brain shuts down when this subject crops up
I get all sweaty and start calling for my Mommy!
The dilemma about the end of space
Has been bouncing around in my brain with no answer
For as long as I can remember
Pleeease if anyone out there can ease my suffering
Send me a Soup Mail
It would be so much appreciated
© Jack Ellison 2014
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