Trying my hand… (This one’s for you Bradley)

In a moment of weakness, I wrote a poem about science/religion.


Differently Perceived


Living in a world, differently perceived.

Frustration raising up, consensus is aggrieved.

The world is arranged, in  single way.

Even if such clarity is a thousand years away.

Our past of murk and mystery, fading far behind.

Fear and human misery, one day to be consigned.


So why the opposition? The progress is so clear.

Progress? they say. It’s worse than ever here.

Everything that we held dear is slowly undermined.

A threat to our children’s souls must always be defied.


So, screaming ‘cross the chasm, each our ground we stand.

What’s your fucking problem! Why won’t you understand!





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