Monday, February 17, 2014

Parade on Priniciple

The speed of light believer’s challenge
their glass god breaks and loudly shatters
illusions broached by thinker’s knowledge
unlike the spreading load of myth
goes stretching truth that none can take

The rort began with scratch on glass
Venetian’s vision warring tool
the church squeaked last
and wizards burnt with bible pith
they magnified their own mistake

Some call it dross but it is utile
The science mind is never futile
can breech the path of shifting streams
and gives our dreams a bed to lie
from past till now it proves its mettle

So sit and think and laze upon
the imps that make creations throne
So wait for watchers long way home
till speed of dark makes Higgs all known

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