The Making of a Fool

You have a dream To follow Like everyone else in this world Striving harder To get the things you want, and Your performance is appreciated For that, you’re elected To the precious throne Of your dream Embrace Love By lower life Only Don’t fool The fools Lest The bile Creeping into their consciousness For quite sometime now You see And not the pleasure Of your wish you’ll get To serve Pass them the truth That’s essential to their life And, if you don’t Your tears is well highlighted In their skin It won’t be erased Even if, they’ll dismiss you To ashes of grief ‘Cos forever will haunt them Of your disgrace To society For you made Them…the fools Feel fool