Question and Answer

Question and Answer

There are some people in this world,
Who have incredible intelligent minds,
Who solve maths problems and make machines.
People who create a world they call mankind's.

But there are some people;
Only a tiny amount, just a few
Who are born with such great minds
that when it come to maths, they don't have a clue!

"Such great minds?" I hear you ask
How can they not know maths, and the Sciences?
Why don't they build tall buildings, and flying cars,
And the top of the range appliances.

Well the answer to that question is this,
There minds will not let them dwell on petty puzzles,
Their minds do not burn with the need to know pythagorus!
It's the answers to more compelling questions, that their brain sits
and guzzles.

There is one question however, which holds a certain danger,
That imprisons all their minds, and entraps there buring soul,
A question which has never been answered,
The stricker has never scoared the goal.

For once this question flickers,
For a second inside their head
They begin a hopeful journey
To find the answer before they are dead.

"How did this world begin"
Is the question that they ask
"Who created something out of nothing?
For it is a very argeuous task."

Many people have asked,
What if they did find the answer,
What then would they live for?
Like Eight couples tired of the Lancer?

Many people have asked if there is an answer?
Maybe it is an impossible task,
But these quick witted minds of brilliances reply,
If there is no answer, there wouldn't be a question to ask.

By Nicola Johnson aged 14