The Adverbs Poem by Rosalinda Flores Martinez

Sometimes there are just things you don't understand

and just can't explain how things happen


Sometimes you just want to know

how matter or atoms collide; and raise a question about a lightning bolt


Often history repeats itself and your memory shines

like billboards in the sky; it reminds you of Moses

of Socrates, of Zeus, and those gods of myth.


Always, the world would ask about technology, and how it works

searching for new inventions and cure


There is a thin line between fiction and truth

because when you write, your work becomes your world

and others will never understand that

and you can't explain how, why and when that happens.