Are numbers real like God is , though unseen?
Yet numbers do not love or even live.
Is there a place where numbers make a scene?
We don’t see ten, though we may see ten beans
The abstract must be somewhat like a sieve
Are numbers real like God is , though unseen?
I believe in numbers in my dreams;
Though I don’t look beneath or up above.
Is there a place where numbers make a scene?
In civilising peoples it does seem
That money,tax and counting gave a drive;
To numbers real like God in mystic realms
Into mathematics,humans dived
And so the wars and taxes ever thrive.
Are numbers real like Jesus thrice demeaned?
Where are numbers in the holy scheme?
