Fighting Rationalism

The rationalist must reduce, It's in their nature. Pragmatic logic insists, On conformity of thought, Anomalies will not be tolerated, Measurable verifiable data, Equations balanced, Algorithms written, Formulas deduced, Universal laws obeyed, But shadows still linger, The face behind the face, Unconscious chaos, Irrational processes, That feeds the soul. Ah but we have no soul,, For logic deems it thus, No individual light, Only predictable Chemical reactions. And biological impulses, And our bones rot into Infinite night, Not for me, Give me wisdom Beneath cool moonlight, And wild gypsies songs, Give me anarchist poems, And the strange happiness Of religious folk, Give me anything, But your sterile world Washed in monotone grey.