Superconducting Supercolliders

An Ancient Curse In The Modern Tradition

Iphigenia is dying for Troy,
hands over mouth
wishing she was a boy,
and she'd curse you
if she could curse you.

Heliocentrists write heretical texts;
locking them up
is what you think is best,
but they'd curse you
if they could curse you.

Screw you, you with your biased view
What do I have to say to you
to break through what's untrue?
Un-true.

Paradigm cracking of codes during war
didn't save Turing
from violence as cure,
and I'll curse you.
For him, I curse you.

Writing the workflow
that lands me in Hell,
forbidding the questions
that could crush your cartel,
and I curse you.

Reject that which is valueless
What do I have to say to you,
say to you to break through,
to break through what's untrue?
A clearer mind?
History finds you're the killing kind!

Screw you, screw you,
screw you, screw you.