The Great Truth

I was forced to write a poem for someone in my 12th Grade Theory of Knowledge class. Here's what I came up with: 

The Great Truth

ave ever you wondered on what lies beyond,




This whirling blue orb that we happened upon,
That some foreign agent created all things,
And to this earth all forms of life he did bring.
To answer this question we all must not look,
Between dusty pages of Bible or book,
Or under the microscope, squinting the eye,
No, for this great answer we look toward the sky:
And look high and wide, as far as we can,
And there we see floating, a sort of a man,
Who's also an alien. An interesting thought,
That all of our lives on this earth he has wrought.
He built the tall pyramids; China's great wall; 
And under his hand Vader's Empire didst fall.
So don't this truth doubt, though the truth may seem odd, 
Scientology is king; L. Ron Hubbard is god. 

Written by Abe Clark, December 21