Some humans call me Lulu And say I take a sliver of space But really my timeline has gravity and force Physics considers to not be commonly placed. In the grand scheme that is the scientific endeavor (Where the soul is still without a face), I’m supposed to accept foreign concepts With questions that have yet to be raised: Like every sentence that begins with “why?”, It begins with the individual that embarks to solve the “case”. In order to progress to some universal understanding We need to cooperate rather than resolve to a rat race And our each individual collaboration will Begin to shape truths; false ideals shall fail to replace The reality that bears us each in mind and our own Combined talents created to improve our separate landscape.