Faith

untutored

Thief art

It cannot be known
For it’s not of this realm
So, pray to Queen Hebe
She be renown!
Bring into being
Call the mystics and sages
Witches and poets
Soliloquies on stage
And all their false bearing
Their faith in AI
The new nomenclature
The new FBI
Go deep inside
Where atoms reside
Captured, slam dunked
Taken for a ride
Entangled
As they say …at the altar
And prayed to on high
All in good faith
As it is inner space
Out of black holes
Or in the space race
What adds up, adds up
What doesn’t, subtracts
Both not born equal
For one is abstract
So, pray in high voice
As math is your God
If left untutored
Then base it on faith
On a new way forward
On thoughts recollected
On angels in heaven
And a new day’s dawn
On number eleven
On seven-seven-seven
On the role of the dice
The role of all women
And by dissemination
Of men and of mice