Picking through
the bones of the past
At least the
ones they can still find
In the dust and
clay of ancient civilizations
Which tell
their secrets only in the minds
Of those who
build their theories
On less fact
than fiction and then cram them
Down everyone’s
throat and call it education
Because, after
all
They’re
educated men and women
Seekers of
knowledge, experts at analysis
Up to date on
all the latest research
Brave souls who
do their best
To think
outside the box
And make the
trendy paradigm shift
Their
colleagues will clap for at banquets
And ice cream
socials
Norman Rockwell
would have painted
Patting each
other on the back
A job well done
they tell themselves
And each other
that they’re indispensable
Unparalleled intellectuals
The best modern
science has to offer
The future
rests in their hands
When they have
no clue about the past
And even less about the present
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