The Big Bang
From Nothing Came Something
The problem isn’t the equation, I’ll never know why it’s called that anyway
When almost everything can be calculated
from every atom of my being to the stars in the ethers, there’s an answer for everything.
From nothing came something, the riddle of creation
An explosion that created the universe, the numbers known only by divinity
In front of me lays the mystery
eyes squinted, if I look with precision I can find the solution.
From the countdown in my mind, minus, plus, and times
stretching it vigorously to see
The answer revealed in a flash, an explosion, the illumination.
From nothing came something the solution is in between.
About the Creator
Aissa Martell
Writing my wonderings for my sanity and for a living. Professional freelance writer, award winning screenwriter, international playwright.
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