Do you know

How upset 

Einstein was?


When his genius 

Was used for massacre 

Did he deliver Little Boy? 

He didn’t build the 

Enola Gay 

He didn’t pick the plan 

He just - reached 


He reached to prove

A theory that 

Couldn’t be proven 


No, the theory of relativity

Didn’t create a nuke 

His love - his letters 


The juxtaposition of his 

intelligence and emotion 

it equates humanity 


The best of us

and the worst of us

Sometimes we don't get to choose 


-That the most genuine, self guided people, can be misguided. 


  • Claudelle DeLuna

    l dig the closing lines
    makes me think of
    let the soul speak& be
    to connect the wholeness of what we all are!
    An enjoyable read...

    • TrystanBehm

      Thanks Claudelle - I dig that you dig it!

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