Among all this We spin through this expanding space,An ever changing human race,When stars are born and quickly die,I ask myself what am I.When planets expand, collide, explode,And no one down here even knows,How can I, so small and weak,Expect a god that does not speak,To stop and help a creature show,A universe that she can grow.But even if I grow, stand and speak,This creature will still prove too weak,When stars are born and quickly die,And planets collide beyond the sky,Down here many don't spare a thought,Where answers are by many bought,Who am I among all this,But one to sit and reminisce.
Sta.sh
