Out through the pulsing magnetic fields <br />Are launched the words that I feel; <br />Piercing the veil of electric clouds <br />The static buzzing sharp and loud; <br />Across the popping of the quantum realm <br />The endless vacuum my thoughts at helm; <br />At the speed of light, my thoughts are bent <br />By gravity's warp, cataclysmic events; <br />In hope that some alien ship <br />Will note my message, my tiny blip <br />On their radar, their oscilloscope, <br />And wonder how bravely I did cope<br /><br />David McLansky<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/answering-pradip-why-i-write/
