Conquest for Truth
poetic scribble by Bob Axell 2009


There was once a question
That a young boy once asked
Thi question that he asked
He could not take back

No matter how much he wanted to
The question was exact
He could not let it fail him
And it would not extract

People thought he was playing
All a theatrical act
What was this brave boy saying?
They asked the crowd in back

But there was no delaying
The wonder that arrose
And it soaked all in confusion
All of those who were close

They could find no solution
They could find no reprose
They did not know what to do then
So to banish him they chose

And he still didn't have an answer
To this question in his mind
Thus he lived his life in search for
The answer he could not find