Einstein's Paradox Poem by Joe Fraccalvieri

He raced beside a beam of light--
not chaste with pride, but out of spite
He gazed across the galaxy--
matter-- gravity-- energy
This world of his within his sight--
seeing it all with sheer delight

He pulled upon a strand of stars--
young and blazing bright--
held together like a strand of pearls--
strung so strong and tight

The stars would refrain moving slow
like cars of a train they would go--
gaining momentum with each passing second
Mass and inertia in tow

He leaned across the bow of Time--
the numbers, churning-- all in prime
Oh, how his science seemed so sublime!

Before him, more stars came into view--
burning their hydrogen-- turning blue

He looked behind him-- the stars were red
He left the past and probed ahead

He watched when suns, once bright,
would suddenly fade--
wondering what laws of physics
were being obeyed

Between time and space, his thoughts became pinned--
while throwing caution to the solar wind

For better or worse-- both blessing and curse--
The Truth you can't hide as the die has been cast…
Of this universe, he'd come to decide--
there's no future-- no past…
He sat down and cried

It was when he thought, at last,
there's no wrong-- no right--
of things he denied or kept out of sight,
that his mind then died
and his soul took flight
…