My mind is a universe
Of conscious chemicals
Audacious audience
To the reverberations of genesis
Sentience sent
To serve as witness
To magnificence
Made of its maker
The conscious objector
To any other reality
My thoughts are confessions
Of its reactive ruckus
And I, willful witness
To the symptoms of this physiology
Stellar nursery rhymes meant
To voice discontent
With tyranny
Made of their maker
Conscientious objectors
To this reality
