Feet scurrying across the world:
Small silly man with message
Small and silly as the little man.
How can the macrocosm fit,
Becoming a microcosm in the heart?
How can one humanity contain
The supernatural power?
Peer into the little man, little heart.
Withdraw perplexed—afraid:
Fear pouring out to timeless reaches
At the dynamic full contained.
Here is the dynamic held in little man—
Power’s explosive to shatter worlds
Of even smaller men, and make
A new cosmos—nuclear wine.
Down in the little container surges
Exploding power and vibrant thrust
Aimed at destroying larger men and nations:
At most—destroying the darker world.
Silly small man, feet pattering,
Fussing across the fearful foam:
Carrying a message in his beating bosom
To blow us all to Kingdom Come!
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