Mohamed Darwish Poet Rhyme

A Song To a Mathematician

A crowned king is you mathematician

You cured our problems like an experienced physician

You manipulated our facts like a sorcerer like a magician

You created masterpieces like a talented musician

You twisted our minds like an articulate politician

You shocked our souls like a brilliant electrician 

You trained our brains like a skillful technician 

You awed us like a scientist on a sacred expedition

You made up daily life as a constant definition

You represented our goals in a variable expression

You proved impossible laws like an eloquent patrician 

You wrote a play of theorems without an intermission

You made formulas like stars with immortal ignition

A final word to say before an exposition

To you the ancestor of Gauss the prince mathematician 

And the son of Euler the father of mathematical fission

Let others be corpses and you be their only mortician

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