A Bottle of Aristotle

'Twas two old men from Greece, is said; Who sold two bottles of potion. One was logic, pure and simple- The other was pure emotion. What bitter rivals they were Both persuasive in their way, Each believed his potion best- The battle would often sway: "Mine is more refined, And truth the only good; While mine can be explained, Emotion never could." To which the other replied: "Not everyone's a scholar, Not everyone is golden. When men do not understand, They simply do not listen." "Truth is not the only good, And be my end as just- To arouse and quell emotion, Is an effective leader's must." To which the other replied: "But what of the damage done By the hands of one unjust? Manipulating men like beasts, And trained by you, I trust?" "Men must learn to reason; To know the truth of things, To think only rationally, To envision the good it brings." To which the other replied: "Life without emotion Is a sorry end, indeed! A tasteless life of logic Would surely end our breed." "Emotion may not rule you, If logic be your boast. Yet, to taste the taste of life- Emotion is your host." The two old men from Greece, is said; Had soonafter passed away. Neither had conquered the other- Both potions were here to stay. 'Twas a second generation pupil, Of the logician I might note; Drew swallows from both potions, And this is what he wrote; "Logic pure and simple Is good for you, 'tis true. Yet, this one has no taste; 'Tis hard to swallow, too." "The other, pure emotion, Is pleasing to the taste; And I cannot explain why- I downed it in such haste." The pupil then concluded, "Neither one should stand alone." He proceeded with a mixture Of thoughts he wanted shown. "Three parts of the logic, To one of emotion. For logic is the greater good- Emotion is the motion." He tasted from his potion, A taste both common and good. As emotion related to reason, The logic was understood. His potion stands the test of time, Only fools put down his bottle, Thoughts are better balanced- When you drink from Aristotle.