A letter to a friend

Listen to Stephen Hawking, See his brain. Although his body disrespects, Keep track of this train. There is no past or future "I am what I am" No matter what you say, God has gifted this man. You speak of intelligence And see no further than a beginning and end Imagination has abandoned you, And you cannot see 'round the bend. You'll be a psychologist. What will become of your patients? You move so easily to insult, I wonder about your relations. Science is gaining up on the equations of the Bible. How can't you see? Your points and sources are unreliable, Your ideas will never have victory over me! Your academics assumes no existence of soul. How naive. You're as blind as a mole, And I...will always believe!