Anthem Of Scholar
A rusty engine does not wish to awaken from its slumber.
Likewise, pens and keyboards do not create essays with ease
Or textbooks wish to be analysed asunder.
To get started, it must be appeased with grease.
Either the oil of threat of line of death that we must cross
Or of enthusiasm of simplicity in complexity of the universe
Revs the mind of a scholar to roar across
The vast planes of beautiful knowledge, pretty as verse.