They Yearn to Learn

A great teacher came into the class,
A man humble and self-effaced,
Who knew and loved his classics well,
Well-versed in poetry he was,
Many philosophies of old he traced,
Unraveled to us mysteries, long past,
On ancient thoughts,
Pertinent questions did he ask,
He was a man who loved his task.

Many just stared at him,
Disintersted and cold,
We need degrees,
What do we care
About these tales of old.

In times of computers,
Sadly, in him the thought did grow,
Where did Apollo go,
Have you looked for him,
Do you know?

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2005 Alfred Charasz