Ideas are the best thing

That ever happened

To man;

They made him king

Over the universe and

Master

Of his own destiny.

They graduated him from

The naked primate of yesterday

To the fine-clothed gent

Of our present day;

From the raw-eater in

Thorn bushes

To the elegant diner

In glamorous edifices;

The stumper of barren lands

To the traveler in

Space and time;

From perches in bush trees and caves

To a residua of elevated buildings;

From the sheep in the desert

To the star in the city lights

Ideas made man

A strong contender with

Nature

It built for man his

Tower of Bethel.

Ideas made the pauper, prince

The beggar, begged

The follower, leader

And the son, the father.

Ideas work like magic

Like fertilizers, they make delicate flowers

To flourish

And natured plants to yield forth

Good fruits

And in thousand folds

They must therefore

Never be ignored.