DOOMSDAY

A new Philosophy calls all in doubt
The element of fire is quite put out
The Sun is lost, and th’earth, and no man’s wit
Can well direct him where to look for it.

 John Donne, 1611

All hope is gone that our World
Is subject to explanation.
Any connection between Reality
And its Description
Has been irrevocably sundered.

Our only surety
Is that Uncertainty has become
The Ruling star of the Galaxy
Our Sun of disruptive dissipations:
Stochastic, tenebrific, and shambolic.

The only News is Fake News.
Confabulations, Interpretations
Simulations and Dissimulations
All that is left
Of our shared Body of Knowledge.

Now this ravaged cadaver
Emaciated beyond recognition
Leads us evermore
Staggeringly into an unknown
And unknowable Future.