I am looking through a wormhole,
but where is the worm?
I am feeling kind of uneasy
I am starting to squirm.
This whole thing about space
are we all alone?
Did ET get to phone home?
I am on a bit of of a guest
It is all about perspective
It can be rather deceptive
Maybe I am the space detective
It is all about whether we are alone
in this or other universes
Are there other beings or enitys
out there?
You need more than hope or a
strong telescope
You need to get on a space craft
You need to go a journey
I am on a bit of a guest
It is all about perspective
It can be rather deceptive
Maybe I am the space detective
What is the popular opinion
What is the concensus
Do you believe?
Do you want to know?
I am flying to the milky way
Riding the tail of a comet
Flying among the space junk
and debris
I am still looking for the answer
to the question Are we alone?
But the perspective part of this
poem is the main point
After all it is the title of this story
When you look into the scheme
and look at the whole picture,you
will see that we are all just a dot in the
cosmos
A tiny little speck,nothing more then
a full stop.
We could travel and venture for a
thousand years
Will we ever find the answer?
Time will tell
What is really out there,we can only
sit and ponder.
What is there in the great unknown
yonder.