A lightning bolt easily cracks the night sky

Heralding Nature’s thunderous cry

“I give you a protective blue shell”

Till the light shines, dispelling the dark hell

Flintstone sparks, lanterns and modern lights

A steady march forward, undermined by worthless fights

The dreaded vacuum outside the airy shell

Ensures the death of every cell

Leaving the warm blue drape, a pastime of the rich

Medaling those who make this their niche

No matter how far we go

It’s impossible to leave, the thought strewn archipelago

From the universe, to an embryo

Everything’s an egg, sheltered and allowed to grow

Through a primordial crack, life appears

In joy, there are smiles and tears

When thoughts are turned into chaff

Who is left to smile or laugh?

The mind, an empty shell, needn’t be a rarity

Many such shells are strewn, on the road to parity