head is now quite full,
Replete with the most recent rabid ravings.
Most of what he's learned, of course, is bull,
Elicited to strip him of his savings.
Learned thoughts, like clothes, must follow fashion,
Ending up, again like clothes, as trash.
Nor is it easy not to want to cash in,
Defending with one's platitudes one's stash.
Even so, one can success deserve,
Zealous not to conquer, but to serve.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon