WHY DOES ALBERT EINSTEIN HIDE?!
In Princeton,
In a small park,
A marble head
Bewilders passersby.
It is what it is,
A head without a body, without shoulders,
Neither a monument,
Nor a bust,
And even with no flowers around.
Amidst a barren place,
With wild chestnut trees,
It rests in the shade,
Its own shade.
In this head hides
Albert Einstein.