Oh universe ye tellst to us thy tale,
thy megaphone part of a second old
fills all the vacuum in microwave
throughout the space ye darest to unfold.
So then more time passed than words might describe,
diverted by their dating with the stars
thy low cry was lost "electronics noise",
forgivest the limits of the species!
Fortune by their hunger of publishing
a profet's word of thy construct was found
the story of the beginning within
the silent global continuous sound.
The big bang of concept when theory
meets experience not scientist fear.
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Author:
Chris Yellow (
Offline) - Published: October 16th, 2019 07:51
- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by the 2019 physics Nobel prize.
- Category: Special occasion
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