Madam Curie
You had to have been in your element
Or should I say
Your element was born in you, without argument
Your birthday is today
Who needs words and the drudgery of numbers
When facts can make sweet revelation
And light pours of metals in radiation
Of secrets in the nucleus to match mental hungers
In the decaying heart
In the decaying heart
Great lady, the wars and spills are not your cause
Sin before did deform the natural laws
That's all your work should show
But still they look and cannot know
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