The Consequence of War

Two men, Separated By an Imaginary line, Praying To the Same god, Believing In the Divine Raise Their rifles, Up in The air, And for A moment, All is Still Two shots, Rend the silence, Two bullets Thud into flesh, Ripping through Steely…

Underpinnings of reality

In all the Underpinnings of reality The forces Both strong and weak And the magnetism Born of electricity And the glue of gravity itself Consciousness is born When all creation Is but an engine To produce Something that Can understand…