Tell me which, Doctor Krauss, are the atoms of evil
Why would oxygen care even a whit
Whether it’s air, fire, water, or earth?
And just when did “better” enter the universe?
After the nexus of Nothing decided
To forego its formlessness--Big Bang and boil?
Fling ever forward its super-hot plasma
To cool and congeal to this present condition
Of me chiding you for not seeing how
Science in all of its manifest wisdom
Won’t favor one phase of matter over another,
Or say with conviction why truth must be simple
Or good should be chosen? Then before you next
Take religion to task for its history of physical
Ignorance, ask if lives lived in love, courage,
And hope were abjectly defective simply in that
They wrongly regarded their world as flat.
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