The universe will simply shrug
Bullets fly, wars be waged
People die, ‘pon worlds stage
Hopes and ambitions
Faith and traditions
Cold hard facts
And simple superstitions
All no more than
Wishful visions
All the world's fine institutions
Despite man's resolutions
In the end will be
Doomed to fade away
And the Universe… will simply shrug
And go on about It's way
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