Theme for English 9

"Mr. Geib said,
Go home and write a poem tonight.
Let the words just flow onto the page,
Your verse will be all the rage,
And everyone will see how well it is made."

The emptiness I felt inside my mind
while trying to write this verse,
made me think a lot about the universe,
and how immense it is.

Is it empty?
Is it full?
Is there more than one?
Is there just ours?
How big?
How small?
Stop confusing yourself, Garrett.

What about death?
When you die do you go to heaven
or do you just sit there
rotting away for all of eternity?

Does life exist elsewhere?
Is somebody on some distant planet
pondering the same questions as me?

Some questions are better left unanswered,
But questions like these,
are easier not to think about.

But somebody has to.

By GP