The Dream
Stand up and be accounted
We’ll swim to the bottom of reason,
to murder the lowly fairytale.
to murder the lowly fairytale.
Replace her with a mountain of facts
so high he touches the clouds.
Our leaders will climb and say,
“Humans have–
Transcended God!”
They’ll modify our genes,
Until we’re flawless.
Perfect pieces of a solved puzzle
Waiting to be put in place,
by the steady hand of pure logic and geometry.
Our task, to engineer a heaven,
With white walls and immaculate answers
With white walls and immaculate answers
To questions that no longer exist:
Who is God, What am I?
Instead, only
Selfish genes, infinite desires
probing further into darkness unknown.
Until the final light beams of cleverness
Kill the last shadow of faith and mystery.
