Pen Point

Note: My friend, Neil, once told me what his main mindset and view was on the world, which was based on the theory that life is short and risky, and that we can't assume that good things will always happen — then he told me an analogy of his, which explained, in his view, how small we are in the universe when so many larger things can happen; how completely powerless we sometimes have to be. That conversation went on for four hours that night — in these four hours I think I understood Neil more than I ever had before, and ever will again. I wrote this poem based off of his theory because of the powerfulness it, after doing a unit in school over voice poetry. I think Neil's voice needs to be heard.

This is how I see it;
life's like the tip of a pen.
Now, its like,
we're on it.
Our whole universe is.
We're that small.
So,
at any moment,
we're just existing,
living our lives normally…
when a giant comes and SMASH.

He wrote with that pen.

Our whole universe is gone.
It's like….
that's all.
That's it.

We existed only so that giant could write.
All of us were for that small purpose.
He could destroy us all in what to us
is just picking up a pen and writing.

But the sad thing is,
we're so small,
and insignificant,
that the giant never knew
that we
were even
there.

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One Response to “Pen Point”

  1. Heather Says:

    Omg…Neil’s got a point!

    That’s a good poem Rob, you Rock!!!!

    Love Ya!

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