The workings of the world
And of my mind
In precise, clear terms
That shine with the glow
Of erudition and
Perseverance and
Maybe even wisdom
Who am I
To impose my
Airy fairy
Mumbo jumbo
Over it
Who am I to obfuscate
Lucid knowledge
With blurry faith
That could be no more than
Ignorant superstition
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