To Newton

This is one that is not like my others. It has a rhyme and is not dark. It was written to celebrate Newton whose classical ideas are dying (not really though). This I intended to have a childish humour about it but I lost my continuity near the end.

Sit in a place and think
give birth to a radical thought,
A thought unborn in other minds
yet so modern others believe not.

How many such thoughts you think in a day?
Or even in a month or year?
I bet you think, "Why think so hard?
Life goes on, my dear."

One man, so great a thinker
We live by his rules and laws
From science and maths, to life and religion
Newton his name was.

Force is mass times acceleration
He said that this is true
That's why all bodies move about
In the fashion they really do.

Light he said is seven colours
And travels in particulate beams
Before he said such a thing
The world was black-n-white it seems.

He said that there is gravity
Obeyed by each and all
That's why the planets revolve and rotate
That's why the apples fall.

He solved the puzzle one by one
A huge jigsaw puzzle I dream
In whatever places he placed the pieces
They joined at the edges and seams.

The greatest man to have ever lived
And greater even, I might say
To write his greatness in glory fullest
Leaves one lost for words, I pray.