We will likely never know for sure what was before
our universe came into existence. We can throw
educated guesses into the dark, we might make
entire universes ourselves on some distant date,
yet never know for sure if there was something,
ghost of a dead cosmos and vacuum fluctuations,
a black hole birthing us, a cosmic bounce - or
nothing, nothing at all, or some civilization in
another universe mass producing universes.
It bothers me, this mystery hidden behind
Big Bang, but not as much as a child dying
under the rubble of a bombed home in Gaza,
not as much as people bring driven to a ditch
to be shot in Darfur, not as much as Rohingya
escaping rebels and junta drowning in the river
that was supposed to save them from death.
21-25..09..2024
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