When you push something away, do you feel the force?
Do you feel the bonds of the galaxy straining
against your subtle manipulation of muscle and sinew?
When you push away, do you hear,
the whole earth groaning under the strain?
Do you feel the shudders of a resigned oblivion?
Someday, this world is going to crack in half.
Someday, it'll be the last day.
Someday, you'll push, or she'll push, or he'll push just a little too hard...
So when you stand up tonight and take your children down the hall,
please remember to kiss them all goodnight.
The force of pushing away may be their final lullaby.