A STAR IS BORN.
(Dedicated to A Professor of Logic)
On Earth, a Star is born
In the Sky, many stars were feeling happy,
One of them complained to Mother Nature,
Why He! And not Me?
Replied Mother Nature,
He is a Star
To teach Logic,
And you are a Star
To vanish by Magic.
Rationality is his game,
Twinkling is your fame,
Others survive by his light
And you, survive by borrowed light.
Logic through him, will enlighten,
Logic through you, will darken,
He shines for years,
You shine for minutes.
His logic will be
LEVELS OF GENIUS IS COMPLETED
Your logic will be
LEVELS OF GENIUS IS CORRUPTED.
© Ayaz Momin
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Prof Ayaz, It is a very well crafted poem and a beautiful tribute your Prof. of Logic. But with all apologies due to him, I would agree with you with a difference. He is the gardener, His rationality turns A desert into a garden. You are the bomb, Your logic turns A garden into a barren land. Of His logic you are unaware, He takes no time To over throw your race. You are the lamp, Dare you, to enlighten the Sun! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! . CP