Science Class

I’m yet to learn the secrets of life

Sitting in a science lab

Rarely do I find significance

In the habitat of a fiddler crab

For though I can count protons

And calculate mass

I can’t change the course of life

With these modest facts

Though Newton’s laws may one day

Be  of my concern

At the moment there are other things

It would rather learn

Give me balance to measure the weight of words

Give me “adaptations” that give voice to the unheard

Give me a lens that shows truth that’s been blurred

And show me how evolution left the unkind souls preferred

Science examines the “how” of life

But conveniently ignores the “why”

Which is why I don’t reach enlightenment

With safety goggles on my eyes