Infinity

• Sue Qian, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2009

It travels forever like an immortal life,
Leaving the memories of laughter and strife.
It challenges everything in society’s eyes,
Haunting us until its demise.
It marked for us the beginning of time,
Its existence - eternally sublime.
Its rhythm makes every clock tick,
Makes us delusional, we think it’s a trick.
It resonates obscurely in every realm,
Yet it somehow manages to overwhelm
Nothing can survive to see its end,
Infinity, the name if that undefinable trend.