It's Supposed To Happen Poem by Richard Jarboe

Things are supposed to happen
When they happen they move
When they move they make heat
Friction is a major player.

We cannot function without the sun
The sun is fusion bottled in the sky
We make heat down here
Hatred, war and passion.

Fusion up there makes con-fusion down here
Confusion is compartmentalized heat
An extension of the sun
Fission triggers fusion.

What does SUPPOSED to happen mean?
Whose supposition is it?
Supposition is not infallible
It's not supposed to be.

We stand on a ball molten in the middle
We're suppose to worry about global warming
Bones in the stones tell us the story
Everything burns up or burns out over time.

We're not supposed to worry
Not supposed to care
But our confusion down here
Comes from fusion up there.