Wisdom And Ignorance

Wisdom And Ignorance prose poem

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Wisdom and Ignorance
The ignorant always attack the weak in packs like vultures
While wise men offer a way out of your worst troubles
Some ignorant men even come as wolf in sheep’s clothing
But are no match for a true sage man who is used to surviving
Yet, the foolish and wicked try to give explanations for their evil doings
While a true knight will never need to explain nothing
A true poet tells of courageous and wise stories that he lived and survived to tell the story
While fools keep looking for excuses to confuse you with their lies and laugh their own way to glory
I guess life was meant to be lived in constant amazement of what true love is capable
While the foolish become seekers of evil and live in constant wonder why true love is not possible
So my friends use not only your hearts but your brains and a whole new world will become feasible

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