Look At The Littlest Of Bits

Look At The Littlest Of Bits

Look at the littlest of bits

That scientists are keen upon

And straining endlessly their wits

Till what they see is almost gone.

Once, having split the atom, say,

They found there is no end to it,

So, nothing goes a long, long way

As atoms endlessly are split.

And there can be no particle

Which in itself does not contain

The fact that it’s impossible

For anything not to remain.

The world is intricately made

And it has nothing that’s too small

That broken-up, has not displayed

A bit of everything in all.