There once was a man who was not
And another who dressed in a frock
It’s not the same
One is a game
There is no kettle or pot.
The conversation* tried to explain
But still questions remain
Such as what is a fact?
And please define tact
And has the world gone insane?
Asking questions, however, is disuaded
And questioners are often degraded,
dictated it seems
By all the streams
Leaving me feel quite jaded.
The taxonimist in me is despairing
At all the new identi-declaring
Object based, not objective
Biology no longer unerring
Homo mutante is dawning
seacliff heights are falling
The Brave New World is calling.
As custodian of the new generation
Are they sapiens or the new variation?
Technology trumps science
nature is defiance
And the focus is on litigation.
The teacher is taught by the egg
With the alternative facts instead
Unthink all you knew
Knowledge Inc see us through
Unless your battery is dead.
There once was a truth we accepted
But now, it must be rejected,
The alternative stretched
No longer far fetched
Is presented as reason protected.
*this poem is inspired, In part, by this article