If I could be a fly on Einstein’s wall <br />I’d buzz about from chair to curtain. <br />Watching him check out plans and gadgets <br />And scratch remarks on his papers <br />When the clock edged to noon his stomach would growl. <br />He'd stretch and fold up the prints and say, <br />“It’s a relatively short walk to the café.” <br /> <br />With Albert out I’d take the run of the place - <br />Practicing banks and dips and vertical lifts. <br />I’d munch on scraps of Brie and fowl <br />Left fused to the edge of his table. <br /> <br />When the key turned the tumblers <br />I’d buzz back to the wall and wait to learn <br />Whatever the young sage might chance to say. <br />He’d return to his desk to file his reports <br />And stack them neatly into a tray. <br /> <br />Without warning he’d rise straight out of his chair <br />Scattering papers across the floor. <br /> <br />“MASS AND ENERGY ARE ONE, ” he’d shout, - <br />“CRUSHED TOGETHER BY TIME! ” <br /> <br />I’d buzz and swoop and fly circles and loops <br />And taxi in on his collar. <br />I’d beat my wings to cool his brain. <br />But wait…Whose voice do I hear? <br />Oh, it’s you gentle reader. <br /> <br />“Stop, hold it right there, damned pest! <br />It couldn’t have happened that way! <br />Have you no shame or respect for God’s truth? ” <br /> <br />But I’d stare you down with my compound eye <br />And scornfully twitch my wings. <br />Consider this, troubled sir, <br />You’re the one scolding a talking fly.<br /><br />Robert Charles Howard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-fly-on-einstein-s-wall/
