Ask the Wise

Ask the morning that birthed Wise He will tell he does not know Ask him soaps and water that bathed his arts He will still tell he does not know Ask him the physical strength of man He will tell is better in stadium Ask him the spiritual strength of man He will tell is better in decorum Ask him about the century And will tell it begins when he’s born Ask him why it is so And will tell his born is a century Ask him to relate tales He will tell more than you can tell Ask him to tell you how he knows He will lack coherence in what to tell Ask him, the wise, to make you, like him He will question the day that named him wise Ask him to make you icon like him He will debrief that moment world acclaimed him wise Ask him about the future and the past He will feel the cripple while he stresses Ask him about the present time He won’t speak all he cares to buttress Ask him the nature of man He will map out and strive to tell Ask him of his position in the world beyond The one he may not be able to tell Ask him to tell you all about God This one with clue he will tell Ask him about his position before God This one he will admit no man can tell.