For Albert

Such a Stupid Species

Humans, with their finite lives, are lost
When facing infinity. They simply refuse
To believe it exists. “God made the universe.”
“No, it began with a bang.” In either case,
What came before? Where did God come
From? What was here before the bang,
For whatever reason, occurred? Nobody
Seems to know, or care, because everything
Has a beginning. Everything, surely has to
End, but, in fact, it's absurd to envision
A time before time, a time that is after time,
We see once more that what we believe
Is less about the material world than it is
About the limitations of our little simian minds.
There cannot be an end to space. There
Cannot be an end to time, but there can be
An end to us, and that is what determines
What we know.

Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-04-19 at 00:48

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes, our knowledge is limited. But our ego tells us that we must know these things. Great piece.

alarian The PoetBay support member heart!
thanks a lot Lawrence, if it's for me that you wrote this poem, i don't know any other albert here.
we as human should cherish the time we spent together on earth, later in the future, others will share space and time together

Haha! You said it right! ;)