Take charge young man and reckon your soul,
With math it’s possible, so why contest?
Why close the door to wonders untold?
Dimensions unseen, or places blessed?
Did you ever wonder about the things you could do,
Simply with numbers? You can do miracles—it’s true!
The whole numbers, for example. They never end,
Yet contain an infinitude of primes, while seeming to blend,
Composites together, perfect squares and like kin,
In such perfect harmony within a land of no sin.