Uniform
The uniform's the thing
That separates us from
The rigors of command
We wear the signs
Of our intrinsic worth
In an organization of doubt
Where no one knows the truth
About who is actually in charge
Of the sinking ship
My idea of a Star Ship uniform!
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Art et Poésie au Crayon (Art and Poetry with a Pencil)
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases.
