A Short Riddle For You Poem by Phineas Molale

It's felt, it's invisible non can see but it shows
It teaches, it reaches out
It gives and gracefully receives
It conquers all
With good intentions it makes
It builds
With bad it breaks
Destroys and demolish
It's good in maths
It takes one from far and adds to another
And when the two combines;
Magic is a fairytale, but here all reality
A magical potion without scientific elements
An illumination forever bright
A glow that gives a blind men sight
And when eyes of the two meets
The world is beautiful