I glanced at the wonders of the night
Like women and men of the world.
I drove my mallet into the ground,
Wounding the soil with the sky tonight.
Many thinkers have thought of seeking
For the truth, but this astronomy
Forsakes the human suffering of all its ills.
The human being creates human beings,
Speaks to them as his deputies,
Policing the ways of the Lord.
My sky topples tonight to be seeing
The help of a generation.
I saw wonders in the night that transcended
Logical philosophers of the ancient breed.
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