Honestly, I’m not sure What to think Of these days of uncertainty As if uncertainty Was never a part of our living And dying Are we so much wiser Being able to see the unseeable Panic filling our hearts Pretending To stave off the inevitable Knowledge enough To hide like mice? We ask ourselves Is it enough to be alive While not living By what measure Will one consider Infinity Coming to that final conclusion That realization of consciousness That those things we can control Should never Control us?