I think about the little stuff,
The things you cannot see;
Invisible, but sure enough
A drop contains a sea.

Motes are distant galaxies,
Impossibly beyond,
Through interstice a strategy
To span the gap is spawned.

Perhaps a better microscope
Could help us see within,
A kingdom for a misanthrope
The tenets underpin.

Many of us think that there
Is life in outer space
And maybe they are well aware
Of human kind's disgrace.

It's infinitely likely that
Humanity's demise,
Will come from unknown places at
The nearest reach of size.
                              rc

Is stupid as subjective
as the stupid say it is?
Perhaps we could examine
with an interactive quiz.

Do you feel that your opinion
on what constitutes a sin
has higher valuation
with the lightness of your skin?

Yes (  )  No (  )

Do you feel that war is justified
when governments have willed,
so long as it is other people's
children being killed?

Yes (  )  No (  )

Do you feel that your religion
is the only line to God
but tolerate the other ones
although you think they're odd?

Yes (  )  No (  )

I'm told that it is not correct
to tell someone they're stupid.
It's something I'm compelled to do
as long as I stay lucid.
                                          rc

Just in case you hadn't noticed
Existence is a paradox
Don't mean this as a metaphor
But I am really in a box

I haven't been around that much
Just in case you hadn't noticed
Been buried under all this weight
I've been somewhat less than focused

I don't mean to be a bother
But my skelebones are showing
Just in case you hadn't noticed
Frigid winds of time are blowing

I'm breaking up but that's a break
From this sameness and psychosis
I'm right here if you look for me
Just in case you hadn't noticed
                            rc

When darkness speaks,
It says, the night is ever long;
But comes the dawn.
When speak the seas,
They say the storm is evermore;
But comes the calm.
                                 rc