Fool's Gold

To seem to be made of innocence is like having as one's assets, fool's gold Why, is it not better to show one's true side in a manner, so bold Pray, once upon a time, I did allow myself to be fooled Once upon a time, eyes made of perfect innocence caused me to drool But then, Fate came with its magic wand And bid me to clear my vision Fool's gold would only drive me into severe derision! How painful was this realization Innocence is not, innocence plainly seems to be! Innocence is just a fable for the romantic fool The one to belong to the benches of the old school Innocence and purity of being has been engulfed by toxic creepers Creepers laden with the demands of society To be taken onboard, I would have to be made of beauty and perfection To be taken onboard, I would have to show that I can jump higher To be taken onboard, I would have to show that I can put on a show as well A show of being made of fool's gold, a show displaying that which is not Why, life is such, a show made to fool others But in the end, does life itself not laugh at us; it has fooled us with its game! 14 November 2016