The Galloping Scholar. <br />Gallop, gallop, gallop -scholar, <br />On the bookish steed of your whim, <br />Your fancy-box dismay you, <br />And bring your Being's ruins. <br />Your stolen thoughts from dead parasites, <br />And hoarded chamber of logic, <br />Lead you to mirage and make thirsty sick. <br />Your seals and stamps erect prisons, <br />And depute you to teach lullaby, <br />And in the event of simple truth, <br />Leaving your contrived mask, you fly. <br />.<br /><br />Bazi alis Subrata Ray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-galloping-scholar/
