Molecules, particles, atoms and elements, they all describe tiny pieces of matter strewn across space by supernovae splatter.
Specific, generic, the definitions need not be esoteric. It’s time to simplify and shatter all the confusing extraneous chatter.
Pardon the particle, it’s a vague description, a foggy term, a word that will squirm, an unpleasant vocabulary malediction.
It may be a speck of dust, grain of sand, or atom or molecule in the hand. This word it causes friction, when possible avoid the obscure affliction.
An atom’s one indivisible piece of an element. It’s the tiniest piece of gold in that ring. It can’t be made smaller not by anything.
It can’t be broke, or split, or rent, any smaller and it’s a different element, oodles of atoms together in a string make up the luster about which we sing.
Two or more atoms together bound, either all one kind or multiple elements to be found in a molecule whether it sticks out straight or winds round and round.
The bubbles in soda are built by carbon dioxide molecules, one carbon bound to two oxygen, only in that ratio, those are the rules. So when that beverage cap’s unwound thank the molecules for the fizzing sound.