Missing Mysteries

The world still turns
between the lost epochs, and betwixt the missing links,
lost codes and every lost elliptic stone-tablet lies
the frontier of speculation for man's
viewing pleasure; every riddle, puzzle,
and fragmented proverb has become
immersed in fictitious blunder, every apocryphal
and arcane writ has been expounded in dubious 
contempt of man's existence, for there's no contract
for truth, only bespawls conjecture and abject hypothesis,
empty presumptions that have multiplied into confounded 
muddle over the decadence of antiquity; man has become 
an inventor of many things, but his highest scienter and 
utmost insolence cometh when he started to believe in 
fairytales over science, and how humbled and feebled 
he's become instilling his insoluble propaganda, for the 
secret of life is to keep the lie alive. 


-  John Hardesty