S C I E N C E
by
Desmond Tarrant

 

The sun is rising and the species wakes.

The valley of the shadow falls away.

Fine people are appearing everywhere,

With minds alert and prospects fair - there where

Science its might flag unfurls flapping

In the morning air.  Empirical and

Corroborated, its quest it follows

Ever closer to the approximate Truth -

That Truth which is the bread of life for all.

Encourage them; stand and praise all those who

Dare the stars to question far and near with

Microscopes and telescopes, electron

Probes and radio till cancer yields and

Sickness flees - blessings for the multitudes.

 

The sun is rising and the species wakes.

 



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