Sonnet for the Mad Philosophers

Of course they all had their own complexes:
Excessive longings of the silent heart
And disorders of the solar plexus.
Guilt too played its nagging, primal part:
That drive which came from God-knows-where to minds
Now smart enough to fear but not to change.
Plato jumped at shadows behind the blinds;
Descartes saw lying demons lurk backstage.
Trapped in language, poor Ludwig Wittgenstein
Had only propositions to his name
And gave his children ladder-lies to climb
While Bertie Russell disavowed his fame.
Thank God that truth is given unto babes
And makes itself known through our hazy shades.

Published by Matthew Pullar

Teacher, writer, blogger, husband, father, Christian. Living in Wyndham in Melbourne's west, on the land of the Kulin Nation. Searching for words to console and feed hearts and souls.

4 thoughts on “Sonnet for the Mad Philosophers

  1. Excellent work!

    I especially enjoy Line 6: “Now smart enough to fear but not to change.” These are very thought-provoking (and, hopefully, holiness-provoking!) lines.

    May God bless you as you challenge your readers to think and write better at the same time.

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