The Blindmen and the Elephant

It was six men of Hindostan
 To learning much inclined,
Who went to see the Elephant
 (Though all of them were blind),
That each by observation
 Might satisfy his mind.

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So oft in theologic wars,
The disputants, I ween,
Rail on in utter ignorance
Of what each other mean,
And prate about an Elephant
Not one of them has seen!

Suddenly remembered this poem out of nowhere, given the mayhem my thoughts are in these days.

4 comments:

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

And so these men of Hindostan

Disputed loud and long,

Each of his own opinion

Exceeding stiff and strong,

Though each was partly in the right,

And all were in the wrong!



You made me find the whole poem. Nice, thank you.


Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete

(¯`•._.•[Raajii]•._.•´¯) said...

ah - that is what we all do all the time. I wish we could open our eyes for once (well for those of you who can)

very well put :-). Did you write it?

SaJ said...

@Blasphemous Aesthete
You're welcome!

@Raaji
Naaah.:) John Godfrey Saxe did. Google him.

Aliya said...

I just came across this, and it is going up on my bedroom wall. :)