98.5% of our DNA is junk,
it is the rest
that makes me a clunk.
5% of the Universe
is visible to us
whatever remains
is darkness.
And then there is sunlight
1% used by plants
to live and photosynthesize.
Even much less of it
becomes biomass
moving through
the cycle of life.
Plenty of sperms
and menstrual blood
go down the drain
with faeces and worms;
remnants of Mama’s
delicious snacks.
All this debris,
mere maintenance.
Winning the race of existence,
I think it made me smug,
and what has become of me
ever since then?
I tried to express my thoughts intense;
a lot of words, meanings less,
and so I am nothing but
ideas imprisoned
in an incomplete sentence.
I thought I was
the Carnot’s engine.
Except I am the heat released
after all the work is done.
I am the cost you pay
to reach equilibrium.
But it is okay, fine, and alright.
Not everything is useless.
The junk DNA, science says
is responsible for the opposable thumbs
and that is what helps me hold on to
the life’s pain and when it numbs.
Icklings 