Look'd upon a man

Who thou might be called cripple

Stands and shows us well

This notion to be farthest from truth

No handicap is contained therein

But insight, knowledge, and compassion

A crutch at each arm

He does not carry

But two canes of emphasis

Absorbing the shock of his revelations

Educating us on our true handicap

Handing us the healing cast

To let us walk, then run

Freeing us into a world

That reigns pure with true emotion

Hardly ambivilent

About this race into science

That surpasses mathematical basis.