Entertaining the Atom Pt. 1

It all began with an atom,
a single menial being,
insignificant,
all alone in an ocean of nothing,
all alone in an ocean of nothing,
all alone.
No time to pass through,
no movement to get by,
trapped in the timeless stasis
if that were somewhere to be.
All alone in the absence
of every granted concept,
Oh, how it must have had been so lonely.

Oh, how it must have entertained the thought
of never knowing itself.
Drown it out. Drown it out in a cosmic storm
of creation. Split and separate,
just look at what turned out.
Look before you; look at this brand new world.

Devils and angels, heaven and hell;
God was born from its solitude.
Planets came to be and died,
radiating the surrounding space,
finding rotation and sustainable habitation.
Monsters and men stood erect
and finally discovered the atom existed,
but it didn't take much longer
to forget it was there,
for it to have become an afterthought;
it must have been so lonely.
All alone in this chaotic everything,
all alone in this chaotic everything,
all alone.

Oh, how it must have entertained the thought
of never knowing its children
who only knew it as a weapon, only loved it
out of fear. Split and separate,
just look at what turned out.
Look before you, look what they made you do.

Look at you.
All alone again.