Old Misunderstandings
I have a fear that in three thousand years,When science texts become the bible,But people stay the sameAs they came three thousand years agowhen tribal,That when they read about our quantum deedsAnd quirky quarks with spin and charmThey'll be alarmed.Religiously they'll say it is not soBut libel.Our scientists, then, will likely be condemnedIn that time for preaching liesWhen all they triedTo metaphorically recordThe grand, uncertain plan or storyOf something they didn't understandIn all its glory.