Ah! This religious brouhaha surrounding the solar eclipse
Tomorrow makes me feel in what age do we live?
The world despite all science and tech it equips
Lives a couple of millennia behind as a captive
Incurably chained to fossilized and viciously obsolescent dogma
And yet paints non-conformists with a stigma
For something scarcely their fault
Oh Mankind! Hope you can vault
Over to an empyrean orbit
In pursuit of wisdom and rationale
Till the world becomes better to re-inhabit
Making the pale blue dot an exotic locale
Where high ideals and intellect reigns supreme
And every human of the race forms it’s crème-de-la-creme
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