They built a dam, to hold back the river Rotte

Out of the delta grew a city on reclaimed land

Erasmus was there and he was nearly caught

Taking the gateway to the world out past the sand

 

He ran the gauntlet of choice, a labyrinth so tangled

It created difficulties in thinking of the art of theology

His free thoughts were threatened and about to be strangled

By the contrast of confronters who were eager to disagree

 

Aristotle was pleased with their consensus turned knowledge

Despite the irrefutable certainty that one’s own thoughts be free

Socrates, he authored nothing but was known for his verbal pledge

That he knew not any answers, but he’d ask the right questions you see

 

If you think long enough and loud enough, they’ll call it philosophy

Making me ponder what might be found in those revelations of thought

But then again, I’m just a simple man who has not the faculties to disagree

If I challenge, I’ll do so tongue-n-cheek, with disclaimer, it’s how I was taught