Chapter 9
“What can I say to help you understand the danger we face? Maybe we have time for one more drink. What do you say?”
“Do you like poetry Tom? It’s short so humor me:” To the woods I went, to see what life really meant, finding what it could teach, capturing all within my reach, so arrival at the time to die, not find my life was a lie, wanting to suck all the marrow of life.... An uncommon school can be our rule, we will strive to arrive, not for noblemen, being gentlemen, a noble village is our aim;
Omit one bridge, go past the ridge, to cross the river, we will deliver, the seeds of knowledge, we acknowledge, will brighten the other side. We read our books, inspect classic nooks to let in the light, overcome our fright to remain alert, not to desert our glorious insight; Stud
