We live secure on a plateau,
built with ideas,
now status quo.
Its ominous boarders are inviolate,
( yet out beyond is the infinite.
Then some wise guy goes out for a peek,
dares to notice, dares to speak.
His coals now fanned by the winds of space,
he’s all aflame, ready to change this place.
When he gets back we put up a fight,
How dare you think and be so right.
To be so bold, to solve our plight.