A solemn gathering – the earnest poets,
philosophers and theologians versed
in weft of word and erudite discourse,
the rudiments of life and death obsessed;
pet theories threshed, pet propositions flashed,
fresh theses so politely sent to bed,
old certainties dispatched with such panache.
And yet, was aught of import really said?
Nothing that we have learned is absolute
and reason is but leave to disagree –
gut man has known for long this utmost truth –
just like the ass, the ape, the stupid fly,
survive to sally forth and multiply.