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My Science

Plurality is all?
Count atoms in an inch-wide ball.
Numbers alone speed off the page.
Crash through walls at any stage.

Perhaps there’s a link behind
one word and another combined
that won’t end with a present fit
but keeps on going by the other’s wit.

We laugh and cry in a number of shades.
Even scream when the sunset fades.
Forget sex, numbers and gradations.
No more categorizations.

Tip your bonnet to a single atom.
Remarkable you can conjure attention
to such a little world that could care less
about your awe and finesse.

The bottom line be kind to me.
Guess it’s called magnanimity.
Mind body with all your might.
Give and take. You have that right.

Published in Poetry