Traveling near the speed of lightIs life at a different pace.
And we, mere huddling molecules
Are lost in halls of space.
Cast adrift in timeless seas,
A world so time-consumed
Cannot overestimate
The importance we've assumed.
Oh man, thou fair and chosen one
To have dominion over all
Traveling near the speed of light
You look a trifle small.
And if you have the answers,
Just how tough can the questions be?
Speak to me, oh little man
From your rowboat lost at sea.
Speak to me of destiny,
Of good and truth, and right...
Speak, but no one hears you,
Traveling near the speed of light.
For you are but a tiny voice
Amidst the teeming throng,
That from some small corner of the universe
Lifts its muted song.
Anf if, by grim determination,
You should end this human race,
Rest assured that Cosmos will continue at its chosen pace.
And despite your high opinion
Of your importance to the flow...
Traveling near the speed of light,
Only God will see you go.
daleach
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