How Will We Know Where It Isn't

HOW WILL WE KNOW WHERE IT ISN’T

They say:

“The universe just happened to happen”
Big-banging its way into Being
Now it is expanding so quickly
It seems it will never congeal.

How will we know where it isn’t
Before we already are not
This little earth one big prison
And our own galaxy a few billion dots.

poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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