PurpleGlasses

Man of science

A man of science

He calculates

He can\'t diverge

He doesn\'t have what it takes

 

The books they don\'t help him

For every anwser comes a question 

A never-ending road 

A never-ending venture

 

The uncertainties scare him 

He has to make sure

He tries to gather knowledge 

But it\'s all just a blur 

 

Easy answers, for complex topics

Hastly inject a sloppy anwser

How can they not worry? 

Their inprecision ? He hates it so purely 

 

He hates it so purely 

This has to stop

Learn to learn

These mindless bots

 

To miss a detail

Is to get it all wrong

Don\'t they understand ?

Don\'t they long ?

 

Long for knowledge

Long for the whole truth

To uncover the nature of nature

To have inexorable proof

 

The uncertainties devour him

He must make sure

He graspes knowledge 

 

-But it\'s still just a blur-

 

 

He knows to know nothing

That he can\'t dispute 

So many variables 

He cannot compute

 

He\'ll learn, in time

He\'ll get to it slow

The truth that truthfully matters

The truth no one knows

 

To err is to be human

It\'s a fate unkind

We\'ll never know the truth

The curtain we\'ll never unwind

 

So to be only slightly confused 

Is considered good 

You have done well

Just as we thought you would

 

In this grand comos undiscovered 

It\'s great to have a small peak 

Behind the truth that is a curtain 

Leave to us the rest of the burden