Fade into non-existence, your eyes,
They perceive the redness of lies.
This is licking the lumps of food
On the plate we have dined and argued.
Yet we revise our papers for the pleasure
Of a single marriage, the best secret.
Pleasant places and airspaces shall head
The hair of a sudden astonishing thing.
Dealing on the wisdom beats learning,
A thought from God collides with education.
Knowledge is best from the book,
Under the cover is more wisdom
Lasting for a long time, our guesses are true,
The miscellaneous questions are asked
As he jolts us in our speech and uncovers
A new contemplation, a council needed.
The tables resent the chairs, apt to sit
Like the people who sit, forming froth
And food, tables so clean, a likeable soot.
This may disguise chemistry, even biology,
I see the sky and moon in the bright night,
Inside I see and hear them crawl both toward us,
Thus, our moons are complete and the azure sky also
As it forms for our privilege of seeing and gazing at noon.
Some malefactors divide the society,
Some cause illness to distinguish density.
This is not bad administration but an emblem of trust,
A logo of some importance, but not exactly catchiest.
The doctors on board scrabble forward in the corridors,
Ahead of those who struggle, those enlightening few
That are abhorrent and blue in pain, never in blithe moods
But forsaking the doctors of the star ship, damaging themselves,
Doctors are in the sky,
The sky is in the long lane we catch;
A thrust in the street of heaven
Calls the medically trained individual.