Raise e to the power of i
Then multiply i by a pi.
To all that, add one,
You'll see when you're done,
A zero will out of it fly.
Leonhard Euler once said to his son,
“Hey kid, c’mere, look what I’ve done!
The exponential of pi,
First multiplied by i,
Exactly equates to minus one. ”
Our math match was never going to be
Algebra and simple linear me
my family drew a dividing line
differences were more than bloodline
complex family arguments ensued
many comments expressed were pretty lewd
long divisions left not even a carry
only we could see a point of marry
cos x plus i sin x was a clear match
a perfect solution not a mismatch
Richard Feynman called this match “our jewel”
Euler proved he was no body’s math fool
he matched Algebra to Geometry
a beautiful formula we agree
If your name is Bucky
you speak of synergetic and entropic systems.
If your name is Laotse
you speak of yang and yin.
If your name is G. Perelman
you speak of positive and negative smooth-structured elliptical souls.
If your name is Jaynes
you speak of right and left brained confluence and dissonance.
If your name is Bohm
you speak of explicate and implicating fractal-string orders.
If your name is Clay
you speak of Polynomial and Non-Polynomial QBits,
dipolar thermodynamically, electromagnetically,
binary and binomially.
If your name is Euler
you speak of metric form as prime relationship function,
where positive form emerges from double-negative right angles
in four equivalent dimensions.
If not,
sorry for misunderstanding.
If so,
sorry for our misunderstanding
your ecological economies
of prime Zeroism
love with synergy relationship.
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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