I’ve lived two and twenty

And I’d soon live on

But for the fate I see in store

 

O wondrous heritage

Thrown to the winds

For a world that lives no more

 

Of energy and mass

And man’s small brain

Like some insatiable, solicitous whore

 

It ponders the macro

Yet blunders the micro

In a world that is no more

 

Fanatics proclaim

Wisdom protests

Yet on they sink in their gore

 

And above all the head

The magnificent brain

In a world that is no more

 

From off the mountains

From out of the caves

They opened the irreversible door

 

And sealed with fate

The awful pact

Of a world that is no more

 

Sweat and Blood

And Tuns of brawn

Into great cities did they pour

 

And yet the head

Created this

The world that is no more

 

Nature’s course

Cannot reverse

Once set cannot restore

 

And thus the past

And I did chart

For the world that is no more

 

For I am a man,

A wretched man,

Whom all the gods deplore

 

As I dare pull down

What they raised up

In a world that is no more

 

Yet cease I must not;

My mind’s secrets contain

That for which I explore

 

The indistinguishable, the absolute,

The savior: Truth

In this world that is no more