The Horrid Voice of Science

By Vachel Lindsay 1879–1931 Vachel Lindsay
"There's machinery in the butterfly;
         There's a mainspring to the bee;
There's hydraulics to a daisy,
         And contraptions to a tree.

"If we could see the birdie
         That makes the chirping sound
With x-ray, scientific eyes,
    We could see the wheels go round."

And I hope all men
Who think like this
Will soon lie
Underground.

Source: Poetry (August 1919).

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