He was born in good circumstances
Had a good gift for math
Was lonely ‘cause he’s just outstanding
Had to fight the numbers, alone, always alone
But in history, recorded that he trod a steady path
It was a calm time, but it’s the most complicated time
for him, pub.the paper, the world shattered
And began to fight with people
Beneath the glory, scorn never ceased
Had to prove beyond, the realm of logic, relying on emotion
Get out! reject everything
Cry in his heart, decision process’s much intense
The news call him an eccentric genius, some deify, some think strange
Hermit, was it peace? was it emptiness?
Yet the world, didn’t ignore him
Tried to find him somehow
Was it a pleasure or an annoyance?
It would vary dependin’ on what was desired, what was wanted
Oh, lectures, an old and lonely savant
War broke out! he had no choice
Cause he was just an anonymous ordinary person
Partially unraveled the mysteries of the universe
but became involved in a minuscule event as a minuscule being
During a certain battle, to a certain hand
He died
When the greatest event in his existence
What did he unravel and realize?
Anyway, his name, achievement will be remembered, remembered
Maybe forever