What if we humans knew all fact,
All stored within our brain.
What if we had them straight, exact,
Correctly called by name.
No argument then, no wrong word;
No reason to dispute.
From every lip would truth be heard.
All error would be mute.
Can you imagine us that day,
So perfect in our thought?
No one doubt a thing we say:
The harmony we sought!
Maurice A. Williams
Copyright 2002