The Man Who Solved All Problems
He didn’t have a driver’s license; he rode his bike each day.
Someone ran him down last week and Minh is here to say:
“I lost a friend just this last Tuesday, Baek, Jeong Seon by name.
He was a genius, visited by men from Seoul who came to learn.”
Baek knew that earth was running out of its ability to nourish,
So he caused no carbon exhaust, an example, but who followed?
They knew his math, they new his face, his children can only
Remember. His wife waits with tea and drinks but fresh flowers
Do not prevail. This man was quite unknown to me, as you can
Tell by now. The drivers in this “me first” town did not slow
For him. One ran him down in what was described as a type
Of trance. Imagine how the children felt when they heard the
Thud. What will their emotions feel when all grown up and
Some yellow bus goes by? When they are parents they will
Not tell this awful story. Still, their hearts will have a special
Place reserved for that day in March. Professor M. somehow
Sits at a resort to brighten up “M.T.” Surely his friend would
Wish it so. He hides anger, sadness, grief, stays strong and full
Of fun. Maybe now he will take the time to write a line or two;
Or sit and stare because he cares, which is what he’s meant to do.
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