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.