My Professor

You are my professor, a scholar so wise,
I come as your student, unlearned in your eyes.
To hear a sage voice, so long did I yearn.
Now I seek right answers, your knowledge to learn.
I pledge you my troth, respect is your due,
For I am a novice, experience yet new.
But I beg of you now, please hear my plea,
Cast your opinions aside, let fact be free,

Teach me to think, for I am tomorrow.

Papa Nyk