Trivia Ad Nauseum

A Poem By Hannah D. // 1/22/2014

A priest, a king and a philosopher
Sat upon a hill
Contemplating how
They could possibly
Fly.

"Have faith,"
Declared the priest,
Silent, still, without
Changing a single line drawn on his face; "If
You but believe, God is obliged to grant it."

"Fear not!"
Cried the king
With iron flames in his
Eyes, that betrayed an impudent
Brutality - "I'll call upon my people; they
Are timid, will obey, to save their lives."

"Ha!"
Shouted the learned man,
And he reasoned much
Why they were most definitely
Wrong:
And with twice
As many words, and idioms, and
Latin (that his audience found useless)
He developed a grand theory he judged absolutely
True; and he took it, and he dove
To his death.

Comments

This was really interesting.

I enjoyed reading it. Keep posting :)

Maddi | Wed, 01/29/2014

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

This was a great little poem

This was a great little poem :) Very well done and clever.

Laura Elizabeth | Thu, 05/29/2014

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The best stories are those that are focused, unassuming, and self-confident enough to trust the reader to figure things out. --

http://lauraeandrews.blogspot.com/2014/05/dont-tell-me-hes-smart.html

Thank you both! : )

Thank you both! : )

Hannah D. | Thu, 05/29/2014

"Reason itself is a matter of faith. It is an act of faith to assert that our thoughts have any relation to reality at all." - G. K. Chesterton