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The Foolish


The foolish wait for these thoughts to expire.
The foolish wait.
The foolish breathe.
I am a verbose vessel of void.
The real miracle would seem
To be something from nothing,
But the taste of this cure,
This cursed alkaloid,
This, “others king”,
Is not who I want to serve.
The foolish wait.
The foolish expire.
I too wait.
But between me and a fool I shall conspire.

History Repeats

How foolish that, a child may,
In passing danger, forget to say
To its comrade close in tow,
“Beware!” and “Look out below!”
Once passed the danger fades.
Out of sight, they’ll continue to play
Look again and you might see,
That foolish are the children we.
History is the passing danger.
The playmate is the foretold stranger,
What was past, if then forgotten,
Shall have us caught in its tomb, rotten.

Time Will Tell

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Time will tell if he is only
Worth such trouble and dying slowly,
Already at the end of his rope,
Strength fading, but still, hope!
Everything that he was told,
These lies, to him that were sold.
“Wake up! Sleep no longer!”,
Forever silent cries,
“Listen fool, awaken stronger.”
Or on deaf ears fallen will he die?
We will see on the morrow,
Will he rise and cease to borrow
Or take that wisdom and then sell
It off?
Only time will tell.

The Wise Womans Door

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As she awakes and readies for her day,
She pays no heed to voices that dismay.
Misery loves company; this is others to decide:
Would it make a worthy ear in which their troubles to confide?
She isn’t one to keep the company of fools.
Round and round she’s danced with the liar and his duels.
She sees past the folly that most consider wise.
Just because many love it doesn’t mean she can’t dispise.
What others think she won’t ignore,
But doesn’t open when offense knocks on the door.

Turned A Blind Eye

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About, she whirls,
And all the world,
Sees a foolish, silly girl.
They don’t see
She’s turned to flee,
From the growing, this black sea.
Running from flame,
Always the same,
They don’t care from whence she came.
Though she does choke,
They can’t see the smoke,
Saying it’s naught but a childish joke.
She falls to her knees,
With them she pleas,
It’s right there, but they choose not to see.
They pass her by,
They turn a blind eye,
Dismiss her with something as simple as a sigh.
Around she twirls,
And the whole world,
Sees nothing more than a foolish girl.

To Die In Lies

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Twenty times he told the truth.
Half that though,
Were only lies.
Every time it was to sooth,
The weakened boughs,
Of his tree of life.
After twenty he believed,
One and twenty
Was too much.
At that moment it conceived,
His mind, of plenty,
Lies not good enough.
No longer could he convince,
His soul receive,
The unreal.
The darkness and its prince,
Now deceived
What he used to feel.
What is goodness? What is wrong?
Questions invalid,
Asked of a fool.
The answer lies; in morality belongs
Of a man intrepid,
Knows the rules.
But too late, two and twenty past.
A chance missed,
The fool remains.
Six and twenty makes thirteen times,
Each lie kissed,
A fools remains.