What is your name you marble hearted fiend,
Who glowers and smiles all at the same time
Lurking there quietly in the bushes
Waiting for a moment to pounce?

Though half forgotten why does your head shake
From side to side. What is that smile
That lingers on your lips
And eyes that glitter in the dark?

Are you forgetfulness or a new prophet?
Do you uncover the past or fulfill the future?
What is your name foul fiend
That I may know your works?

Now you slink away into the dark
Leaving only the shadow of a smell
A smell of dragon's blood that cries
Forget, forget, for all is well.

Yes. I know your name foul fiend
You live always in the now
And erase the past as fast as you can go
That is your power.

Gratitude for all that's done before?
Harrison in his workshop. Bell in his lab
The motorcar, Fleming watching his dish
Why would they matter at all?

So the Romans discovered concrete
And roads. Who cares about Macadam?
The periodic table? Numbers?
No one cares. They've always been here.

So we forget. And love the now.
The past is old, uninteresting
Because it's known
And who cares?

Let's get on with it. Ingratitude
Is just a way of life
The old and dead are soon forgotten
History is rewritten every day

And on we go into the unknown
The brave new world that is our own
And then we die, our brains wiped clean
Thou marble hearted fiend.