‘Rolling the Dice’: A Poem by Warren Bonham

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Rolling the Dice

“Spontaneous creation is the reason there is something rather than nothing,
why the Universe exists, why we exist.” —Stephen Hawking, The Grand Design

At the start of creation, before the beginning,
we’re told there was nothing, except two dice spinning
somewhere beyond time, but when they worked in tandem,
they made all there is through events that were random.

Those dice kept on randomly rolling and tumbling,
and every so often, they found themselves stumbling
upon an advancement that was monumental,
but each such occurrence was quite accidental.

The dice kept on rolling, eventually giving
the universe miniature cells that were living
which over time, through tiny random mutations
made humans, and so many other creations.

Those dice, we’ve been told by our scholarly betters,
wrote DNA words that have billions of letters
by unguided chance rolling billions of aces,
and somehow, they do so while keeping straight faces.

But people with normal brains think it’s a dumb thing
to argue that nothing plus chance must make something.
To them, making spacetime and tuning it finer
demands an intelligent, timeless designer.

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Warren Bonham is a private equity investor who lives in Southlake, Texas.