The Point Is This
Until a point is posited,
Its position is unclear;
Whether on a pencil
Or belief embraced so dear.
Until a point is set upon
A concrete place of view,
Its meaning is unknown,
Its validity not true.
Until a point is taken up
And held close to the breast,
Defended and declaimed upon,
Its measure is at test.
Until a point is proven,
Its fate remains unlearned;
It has no merit without facts,
Its placement it must earn.
Until a point is made concrete
There is no point in trying;
The point is this, it needs a place
To prove the point’s defining.
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