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Thursday, April 30, 2020

Galileo Facing the Roman Inquisition (Cristiano Banti), Sonnet #509


















Galileo is gone and forgotten.
The earth is again as flat as a coin
Around which the sun is slowly going,
Nourishing all that is raw and rotten.
A feather falls faster than a lead ball.
Beelzebub will find you if you call.
The bald liar is our new scientist;
There is no proven fact he cannot twist.
Poor Galileo was forced to recant:
Today we have the canting sycophant.
Hence it’s obvious that the earth must cool;
To think differently makes me a fool.
I’ve seen a bald eagle flying backwards.
A plague of fat rats invades our back yards.


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