Gone to dust by his child's sword, so may'st all
Who through their spawn seek life continued free
Past time when their contributions appall;
With air entitled, they but beggars be.
Nature's loan includes our talent, and while
Misers walk among us without poetry;
Guilty of usury as charged, thy child
Protects her time by exorbitant fees.
Consummated passion, our minds entwined,
What's writ we share; minds secreted away
From what's writ within our souls, fears opined
And allayed. All needs eat nor yet delay;
T'wixt life's start and end, write fond memories
For our dead and our living yet to be.
The biosphere is the lurking variable previously unseen by Economists. The correct definition of if, with 0 implying 0 and 1 implying 1, is what the biosphere does, is what snails do, and is what amoeba do. Therefore, we have this standard for behaviour consistent with Logic, Physics and Finance which suffices for humanity to have economic recovery worldwide.
Atlas Shrugged, Ayn Rand, ISBN 0 451 19114 5
Guns, Germs and Steel, Jared Diamond, ISBN 0 393 31755 2
Synaptic Self, Joseph LeDoux, ISBN 0 14 20.0178 3
I wrote this poem on Hallowe'en, 2005. Happy Independence Movement Day to South Korea.