The War of the Ages

In the beginning of time when God created the world,

He made it a beautiful place.

With Adam and Eve and the land and the sea,

The Garden of Eden bloomed wondrously.

Now in this Garden that was God's pride,

There lived a snake most foul.

Tricked by the sly and cunning things it did,

Eve ate the fruit that God forbid.

Enraged by the betrayal of His ungrateful children,

God decided to punish Mankind.

With all the power that he hath,

He made us study Math.

And so it was that as time passed,

Math stayed and never died out.

The young and the old, the timid and the bold,

It’s a burden we all must hold.

At first the great God threw at us,

Numbers, operations, patterns and such.

There was math both big and tall,

And Man the wisest solved them all.

But the Lord God would not be challenged,

And He devised a most devious plan.

Said He to himself when he summoned His wrath,

"Let me put the alphabet in math."

With the a and the b, the x and the y,

He was sure He had Man stumped.

With the power of equations, algebra and the rest,

He had definitely put man to the test.

But come what may Man was determined,

To take up his creator’s challenge,

And so through volcanic eruptions and villainous drought,

The War of the Ages broke out.

Out of this war between Man and God,

Heroes emerged among diminishing hope.

Against the monster that was math they fought,

To comprehend and understand it they sought.

Our good friend Socrates was the first of these knights,

To wield the sword of Knowledge against the adversary.

He fought very bravely, dealing blow after blow,

But he could only do so much, and was poisoned by the foe.

Then there came others no less smarter than he,

Others who brought math down to its knees.

There was Newton, Pythagoras, Archimedes and more,

They fought the enemy with wits, not gore.

In good time the Lord God saw the truth,

That men were arrogant but intelligent too.

A smile began to form on His Divinity’s face,

And He chuckled at the imperfection of the Human Race.

At once He felt proud of His gallant children,

Their pursuit for answers had led them to great things.

And He realized if Man was perfect, without faults or War,

There’d be no room for rectification, none to strive for more!

And so the Lord God called upon his Children,

A few worthy people like Joan before.

A truce was made between God and men,

Thus an age-old feud came to an end.

Today as we go on with our habitual lives,

We see the influence of Math in everyday life.

Be it Chemistry, Physics, or too look at Sun and Moon,

What once was a curse indeed is a boon!

But there are some of us still, blinded by rage,

Who refuse to acknowledge Math for the good that it is.

But look around and you’ll see that it’s no curse,

It is the language of the Cosmos,

The Speech of the Universe.

Perhaps there is a lesson to be learnt in all this,

That when something holds you back

Don’t lose your courage, or your hope.

Instead hold your stance, learn from it, do not surrender and kneel,

Break free from the frailty of your Achilles Heel.