Magnificent illusory Desolation
Appeared Beings Consolation
That one day we'd know All
But found we are very Small
More Questions than Answers
Too serious rather than Dancers
Yet it'll end in zillions of Photons
No remnants that can Float On
Maybe artilects game they Made
To wager such sentients Strayed
Away from the raison D'être
Will they bother with a Fetcher?
