We forge forward with scientific quests,
however even zealous efforts hit a wall
attempting to make what nature most detests:
nothing in any respect.
It looks like such a little bit factor to do—
eradicating each molecule. We discover
that although we displace nearly all, just a few
stay behind.
It takes attentive planning and strong
tools in a lab to do the chore
of pumping vacuum stress down to only
a millitorr.
The stalwart researcher persists and loses
sleep, however can’t attain perfection—I’m afraid
the universe nonetheless stubbornly refuses
to be unmade.
Even in deepest house, a cubic meter
comprises some particles. We should assess
there isn’t a void, though circumstances teeter
on vacancy.
The quantum mysteries will vex and weary
the brightest thoughts, the sharpest physicist.
True nothingness, whereas fantastic in concept,
doesn’t exist.
