Borderless Zero Poem by Chan Mongol

BORDERLESS ZERO
Poem by Chan Mongol
December 1 of 2021

Nuclear weapons are like bad virus;
They meant to destroy some of creatures.
But unseen zero let all be born and die;
That zero is imaginary for joy and cry.
So little and unseen is a real virus;
And those little ones can be dangerous!
Them, microscopic organisms are;
Viruses kill cells and are very danger!
But the other thing in the business;
It does both, it blesses and preys.
When we are alive, we say it blesses;
Then, we die, cry because of its curses.
We have to die to see its image, view;
A life can never see that biggest zero.
That specific zero has no border;
It is endless and has no final frontier.
An image has no supremacy at all;
And particular image has limited role.
It makes no sense with linguistic article;
When we address god as a or the still!
No other science is the real science;
God is only, with or without conscience.