Dreams of Tommorrow. Today.

[zmeansy]

I am the product of optimism, the fool, dreaming
for the unconditional freedom with respect to oneself.
THE Idiot who cries against the wall of the church
Telling them Science is Spirit; Spirit is Science.
The liar who shines his light on truth
The one who tells you science is Politik
It is a Religion: Atheism its Deity. Lady Physik
The Churches of today: homes of Truth?
Even the profane can sense my acerbic pen.
I cry.
I laugh.
I burn with the spirit of change.
Then like the pages of history prove
When I am greeted with change I fear it fleeting
Like it always does to the lukewarm.

ZM