Written by James Record in 2014.
Our old father,
But without need for superstition,
The old teach,
And the older preach.
How I am glad that a mortal man,
Can teach the lessons of knowledge,
Better than any saint or self-proclaimed holy man.
He stops those who lead us astray,
By use of reason and rationality,
He keeps us from a world,
Where they spread fear and antiquated ideologies.
Many others are nothing but pretenders,
To the name teacher,
Who do nothing but to instil us with commandments,
This is not teaching, but drilling,
How I am glad you are the better man.
Using the plane and the lathe,
To craft workable items from wood,
Using wrench and spanner,
To fix them when they go wrong,
These trades are as ancient as the laws which we shan’t mention,
Some things are better to be passed from one generation to the next.
The sale of fresh produce is vital to every man,
In every era,
But the fish and the bread must add up to those counted in,
Otherwise some bad accounting has taken place.
Books shall be written and read by all people,
But let’s hope the next generation of literature is just that,
Stories and tales, fables and parables,
With a clear distinction,
From those which are fact.
It’s fine to have faith in more than equations and physics,
But remember from time to time,
To think with your brain as well as your heart,
Use the ancient scriptures for guidance if you desire,
But let’s make up our own minds,
And have faith in those who teach true wisdom.
If you cannot teach,
Please don’t stop those who can.
If you are afraid to learn,
Don’t stop those who yearn for curiosity.
The Professors and the Pretenders by James Record is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 Unported License.