Everything is awesome. (Or maybe not?)

What is awesome?

What is amazing?

What is stupendous, astonishing, or magnificent?

The question poses quite a dilemma but the answer is quite simple.


And Nothing.

 Another man’s junk is another man’s treasure. 

 Or so the saying goes.

 But what if we get too caught up with awesome that we miss the stupendous?

Will we be so blind that we don’t see it coming?

Or will we know of its existence but pretend not to see it?

It’s hard to know which is worse.

But perhaps we should not strain our eyes.

And ruin our chances of catching any glimpse of magnificence.


What is awesome?

This poem is about: 
Our world


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