Sarcastic Science, she would like to know, In her complacent ministry of fear, How we propose to get away from here When she has made things so we have to go Or be wiped out. Will she be asked to show Us how by rocket we may hope to steer To some star off there, say, a half light-year Through temperature of absolute zero? Why wait for Science to supply the how When any amateur can tell it now? The way to go away should be the same As fifty million years ago we came- If anyone remembers how that was I have a theory, but it hardly does. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TOMMY [ATKINS] by RUDYARD KIPLING A SONG TO CELIA by CHARLES SEDLEY A CAROL CLOSING SIXTY-NINE by WALT WHITMAN TO HIS FRIEND IN ELYSIUM by JOACHIM DU BELLAY THE QUICK AND THE DEAD by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN UNINITIATED by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |