The Physicist.

The physicist,

Was a man of big theories.

He said a lot,

He wrote a lot.

Yet he couldn’t prove a single dot.

The physicist,                                                                                                                             

Then taught physics and mathematics.

Still he couldn’t explain,

All that which went through his brain.

But at the end of his life,

He was known as an uncle,

As a friend,

As a good doer.

Everyone respected him.

And he remained the same,

Loved by all,

And cared by all.


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