Flux

 Flux

The world was in a flux

You see if you charge something

In electrostatic force

The resultant is flux

Some charges make it go high

While others decrease the charge

We call the situation "flux"

It is about everything, and everyone 

Who is in flux

He or she cannot determine how much

Or how little they are worth 

So someone measures it.

Our lives have given to many so called

Trepidations of past and present 

That we cannot decide whether we are constantly increasing in volume and meaning.

Or decreasing.

So, we measure by ourselves.

Our own flux.

Our own stupidity and glorious efforts 

To figure out some unsolved mysteries of the universe

Through us.

Our constant coming in and going outs.

And our despondant nights and daffodilic mornings.

Our unrests and and transitions.

When all is over 

We look back and tell ourselves-

And our lives are not over yet.

We are still in flux.