However fraught with error since to err
Pure skepticism therefore can't be true
And truth I set off early to pursue.
The Manicheans moved my ears with tales
Through daily rise and fall of suns and stars,
To logic and more careful use of words,
I'd not forgotten my "si fallor, sum!"
Through Plato I found changeless Truth and Good
Which briefly brought great pleasure though it vexed
Me next. If real is really past all change
I flailed about until I could perceive:
Faith must come first to put some terms in place
That we can use for parsing up a case.
© Harold Anthony Lloyd 2016
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