Vulnerable Poem by Etienne Charilaou

It all seems so stable
but it's only because we're not able
to see all the forces at work.
Violence and upheaval, chaos, destruction, creation
are ever-turning, ever-burning, ever-churning.

We can all be so easily swept aside.
One gamma ray burster and we're fried!
Only a few probes will ever testify,
and the human race identify.

This picture bleak, of a Cosmos inimical
will greet those who are only skeptical.
Others glimpse a greater force at work,
a Pure Light through all the murk.