Philosophers
Philosphers
They chase black cat in a dark room
And box ears of invisible gloom
some say world is an illusion
To others senses deal in delusion
A few maintain that world is in a state of flux
To others it is standstill like a hill
They diagree even about source of knowledge
And refute each other in fury and rage
Some assert that we get knowledge through sense perception
Others attribute it to innate conception
There are rationalists and empiricists
Even idealists and primivists
some noisily claim that universe is Godless
Others prove His presence in every Place
Some feel world came into being with bang
Others say nothing can be known about how it sprang
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