Worry

As a species we've learned to worry

there was always someone stronger

a larger fish in the sea, a danger in the bushes

until we got to a point, where there was no need to worry

we'd built machines larger than the largest of creatures

produce so much we know not what to do with

and yet we still worry

We're constantly pushing our limits

to try to understand the world around us

one could say it's hardwired into us

all to find the next thing to worry about

We built telescopes 

looked upon the stars

and saw that space is pretty much void of anything

We built microscopes

looked into our seemingly solid surroundings

and found they were basically empty too

what we did find is merely the possibility that something is there

We find that the universe is basically empty

and yet we still worry

How foolish can we be...

then again

were we different

perhaps we wouldn't have made it thus far

this may be our defining trait

what pushes us forward

so maybe worrying isn't such a bad thing after all...