How can you know, if your information
Isn’t just a trick, of the imagination
Don’t tell me, you’re still in two minds
About your apocalyptical hallucination
You’re allowed two opposing views, to conflict
Even if… they clearly, contradict
Sure, they’re out of phase
And move in mysterious ways…
…Just as quantum superposition predicts
You hold rival truths, in just one mind
Allow all contradictory realities to sing
Some neglect, while the others remind
Which is why, you won’t let us guys, forget anything
Your fixation with the kid’s nature-nurture oration
May not be the song, but with its hidden connotation
Infected, contexted, but suppressed, not reflected
Meet the underlying cause of your traumatic frustration
See, while I was online, I saw the space weather
Put one and one, oh, too many clues, and views, together
You, debris deniers, are clever, however
You run the risk of tormenting yourselves, forever