Geoffrey Brewer Poet Rhyme

Predictable

PREDICTABLE  SCHMICTABLE!

There’s one thing assured in this physical world
More than death and taxation so physicists say
It’s the increase in entropy, in time unfurled
With less predictability, more disarray

Now I’m not being morbid asserting this fact
(Only true without man sticking long finger in)
And there are some of us with compulsion to act
And resist ineluctable chaos and spin

But imagine the converse some might choose to hold
Each atom predictable in a neat stack
Every instant in utter precision pre-told
And announced in a modern Old Moore’s Almanac

There are days when we feel: Just a moment! Hold on!
Could I have some more predictability sure
I’ve enough of this chaos so let it be gone
And I’ll live more like my perfect neighbour next door

But then what of the thrill when we once get it right
No not every time; that’s for slaves not the free
The uncertainty principle kept within sight
Will give us some relief from that old ennui

 So join with me to now go forth boldly and say
A perfected predication with no adverse
Minute portion of spices of disarray
That alternate bland menu could be but a curse

2 December 2019

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P.S. Awtry December 3, 2019 at 8:40 AM Oh, good! I thought as I read, "disarray" that it would make a fine entry in the "predictable" contest. Best of luck! :)