ODE TO A MOLECULE

 

Fractions of a micro-joule

can set you loose and free

no wonder, little molecule,

you elude and madden me.

 

Hiding in your messy moles

a beast called entropy destroys

all those desired starry goals

that live in minds of dreaming boys.

 

You may constitute a hormone

and dictate my love and pleasure

but as Heisenberg has shown

you are very hard to measure.

 

But sometimes symbols will reveal

some quality that you possess

or some power we might steal

to make us suffer somewhat less.