'' The Universe Conceals '' Poem by Bri Mar

Our burning desire,
Which lights many a fire,
Is to discover the origins of life,
Of brand new theories they never tire,
The facts are they just cause more strife.

God the creator,
None they say greater,
Created everything in a matter of days,
The human creation is a good indicator,
That from facts he normally strays.

The big bang theory,
Does leave one weary,
From nothingness the universe was born?
Planets appearing with life is quite dreary,
No wonder we treat theorists with scorn.

Multiverse is another,
It's a tale like no other,
Where new ones emerge every day,
Though imagination we will never smother,
What is true is, there's no one can say.

Could we be simulation,
Created by a nation,
Who see us on Earth as fair game,
Will it fill them with consternation?
When to them someone's doing the same.

You may say I'm uncouth,
But let's face the truth,
In the end all that‘s living will perish,
Those answers you seek ignore the sleuth,
The life you have now you must cherish.

They think they're adept,
Yet some cannot accept,
Their theories are but someone's ideals,
At finding the answers they are totally inept,
What they search for,

‘' The Universe Conceals ‘'