I wished for the saying to always be true,
That falsehoods would sprint, but truth would come through.
Yet learning has shown me a different way,
Where chaos and lies seem to win the day.
In the vastness of space, where stars fade to black,
Entropy rises, no turning it back.
Knowledge we seek, but it slips through our hands,
Like grains of fine sand in the wide desert lands.
For truth is a marathon, slow and so grand,
But chaos sprints faster, it covers the land.
The cosmos moves forward to entropy's end,
Where ignorance reigns, and all order will bend.
The best we can hope for is knowing some truth,
A glimpse of the cosmos, a moment of proof.
We are a way for the stars to reflect,
But chaos will claim us, as we all expect.
Though I yearn for the truth to conquer the lies,
The ultimate fate is a world where it dies.
In the end, all our learning, our wisdom, our might,
Will fade into darkness, consumed by the night.
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