On the Statistical Improbability of Your Apathy

The likelihood of anything is nil. 

Call it something stupid, say, the Big 
Bang, but either way it’s an uphill 
Battle and not far from flying pigs. 
Stephen Hawking didn’t give a fig 
For how: “What can’t be measured may as well 
Mean nothing,” he declared, and that’s just swell, 
I guess, if you ignore the shocking lack 
Of curiosity and all of that. 
According to Hoyle miracle or not, 
The stars igniting, light, a pale blue dot, 
And you are so far-fetched you’d roll your eyes 
If someone told you that you were alive.