Amid the millennia to passLived many who would seek to surpassVenerated wise men, to whom the years had not been kind,Instilled with a thirst they could not bindSearching more than just a whimSo it was until we became like him.  Welcoming answers provided instantlyEveryone diluting their knowledge constantly; Autism and vaccines once being as bedfellowsRejecting prevention, many did bellowErroneously believing any of this,  No, we have not become like AlvissOnly recently have we become as sheepThe tides of change have slowly begun to creep.