Oath of the Doctor
See in red and blue Of shifts there are only two To come or to go From this comes truesight Anywhere and anywhen When matter is known The rest is quantum Something shifts without moving You know it has jumped One piece out of place Will stick out like a sore thumb Recognizable I don't know them all Not consciously anyway But I have my scribes I have editors Slipping notes and placing clues Not to overload To what end, you ask? To have a place of our own At home in our skin Then for everyone To each a realm of their own And a place for all