Chemicals Are Mysteries

 

   

     

Your white coats grow old,

And your sight fades

The moment you try a test in between tubes,

You've stood for ages

Way below the retort

Your straw of pipette

Opposes the flow of base

To fill the burette to its maximum.

Anticipate the results

Of pink, purple or red

But don't forget

The mystery behind chemicals,

The history of organic compounds,

The plight unraveled to your tutors,

The test tube you raise,

Mouths agape, your teeth gaze,

For a chalky, gelatinous precipitate.

Without goggles, you claim to see

The mingle between hydrogen and chlorine,

While iodine stays,

Amazed at your ways,

It's not magic,

You're just a novice,

You don't know this;

You're hydro-,

Made of genes,

So don't act like you know it all,

Your existence surfaces as mysteries

And so does fluorine.

✍️ Goodness Makuochukwu

Inspired by Experiment 17: Solubility of Organic Compounds (chemistry)