Physics
Is it strange to like such a subject
Where the struggle to grasp a concept is real?
Or when the teacher teaches a callous lesson
That is sure to leave havoc on your grade
While others simply sit in the classroom
Expecting an A and a handsome transcript
I am there, listening diligently to the lecture
Pondering how and what I can contribute to such a subject
The subject in question is physics
Physics is what matters to me
Momentum, Energy, Electricity makes the world be
I was inspired by physics before the apple fell off the tree
Physics was meant to be fun
Like a child experiencing his first trip to the zoo
Or similar to entering your own euphoric fantasy
Except it is, to me, the only certainty we have in this uncertain world
Physics was meant to be fun
But it was also meant to answer questions
Kudos to Newton, Faraday and Einstein
For giving the world absolute answers
Religion, politics, the economy
All governing entities that bring ambivalence
When, Ironically, are supposed to bring absolute
Is the reason why I turn to natural science
A followed disciple of mine is not Isaac
But why should I follow John?
Mathematical principles of natural philosophy is not my bible
But nor is The Bible my reference manual
I have all due respect for the religiously devout
For it has given its followers the innate desire for comfort
They say science is a stubborn pursuit to discover the truth
But religion is the ignorant act to preserve the truth
The truth is something our very being bellows for
In a disheveled world, we are only but fledglings
Leaving the nest to ensure our growth in mind and body
For me, however, that’s the reason I turn to natural science
Perhaps physics was not meant to be fun
A man could lose his insanity trying to learn it
Perhaps I have yet to even leave the nest
And still find my way of thinking inchoate
And I can only hope twenty or so years in the future
That the diligence has paid off and that my mind will be ready
To make the endeavor to discover more
And leave my mark in history
To not simply be another student in a classroom
But rather an accomplished innovator ready to make change
And to find more truth
Because that’s just physics
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