Science Fiction Poem by Vincent Igwilo

No doubt, I am a science student
And a student is another word for a believer
But to convey the truth
I don`t believe all

They tell us of brownian motion
The chemical composition of substances
The diffusion of matter
Alas, they have no direct proof

All they do is estimate
No true data
All are false prediction
Done with uncertainty principle

Zero error
Parallax error
Error this, error that
What are we then to believe

Old grey haired men
Thought to be symbols of wisdom
Laws and theories they profound
Laws that will guide thier burial mass

I look out through the window
The sky is blue and the birds - chirping
But science will say, the sky is black
And the birds - making notes of different frequencies

Definitions, terms and hypothesis
God deliver me from `em all
They say, they sought answers to live questions
But I think they all complicated fools

Formulae, formulars and methods
My brain is crying for help
But these where so called discoveries
Made by men who have gone to sleep