THE NEO-SCIENTISTS - Olamide Santos
Once I knew a little boy One who talked of being a neo-scientist . As I considered the misuse of the word I heard him talk of re-inventing everything invented I admired his dream Singing from my ancient and modern I tried to picture the little boy ' s imagination of the future But it was not possible what he saw was beyond my years
So I became a philosopher But there is nothing to philosophize anymore So I question everything and existing philosophies First as a Marxist Then a neo-Marxist
Gradually becoming more less Leftist As I in debates was hardly ever right And critiques trash the beauties that I write Ideally becoming more realistic Trying to succeed is becoming capitalistic Where would I place myself in this little boy ' s future ?
Dreams are beautiful Even more so if we dream with open eyes I have come to realise there are no new dreams Just new dreamers Recycled dreams needing re-inventing For the dreamers who are sleeping And the many sleeping deep Making the grave a rich dreamland for dreams that need resurrecting But hopefully Not the dream of this little boy ' s future
Then that little boy
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