Nuclear fusion, a poem

Heins Paul
Oct 8, 2021


Sometimes I look up at the sun

And wonder, do we really know

If it really glows due to nuclear fusion

Or does if glow due to souls burning

With their unfinished desires, their deeds,

Memories and passion

Its like staring someone right in their eyes

And watch them as cringe climbs

Watch awkwardness glowing on their faces

Fidgeting hands together at their places

Wondering if you are crazy

Or perhaps you are seeing something on their faces.