The Point of It All

A MINSTREL, OR A BARD, OUT OF TIME, IN A WORLD I DIDN'T MAKE(THANK GOD, I WOULDN'T WANT THE BLAME) THE POINT OF IT ALL IN READING OF HISTORIES OFT VIOLENT COURSE I FIND TRUTH IN PLATO, THEN FEEL REMORSE AFTER ALL, HE TRIED, THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT WHAT IS OR ISN'T GOOD OR TRUE TIME IS ENDLESS OR NOT, AS IT WERE I CAN DO NAUGHT TO AFFECT MORTALITIES CURE AND EVEN THOUGH I LEARN AS I GO IN THE END, TO WHOM DOES IT MATTER THAT I KNOW? I THINK THAT I WOULD LIKE TO BE ABLE TO TEACH TO SOMEONE THAT I COULD REALLY REACH WHO, THEN, IS THAT, OR JUST WHO AM I STILL, I WOULD LIKE TO GIVE IT A TRY REALLY, TO BE TAUGHT WE MUST BE WILLING EAGER AND EMPTY, AWAITING A FILLING IF, PERCHANCE,YOU WOULD LIKE TO TEACH AND LEARN DRAW NEAR AND LISTEN, AND SPEAK IN YOUR TURN I'M A PHILOSOPHER AT TIMES, THOUGH SELDOM IN TIME TO FEND OFF DESPONDANCY WITH A WELL CHOSEN RHYME I, TOO, MUST LEARN, FOR WHAT GOOD IS MERE KNOWLEDGE TEETERING, MEANWHILE, ON POVERTIES EDGE SOMETIMES I AM HOPELESS, YET NOT HELPLESS I KNOW I CAN HELP, OR BE HELPED, WITHERSOEVER I GO ALAS, ALL THE PERSEPTIONS I COULD EVER AQUIRE DON'T MAKE ME ANY MONEY, THE WORLD DOESN'T HIRE OF WHAT WORTH TODAY ARE THE POETS OF NATIONS MIRED IN THE CLAY OF UNINSPIRED RELATIONS SO MANY OF US ARE LOST AMID SOCIETY, AN ODDITY RIDICULED FOR OUR EFFORTS, UNLESS THEY MAKE MONEY IN OLDEN DAYS THERE WERE RESPECTED SCHOOLS FOR US POOR SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF FOOLS WE WERE THEN A RARE AND PRECIOUS BREED HAPPILY FULFILLING SOCIETIES HUNGER AND NEED NOW WHAT ARE WE, WHO HOLD PHILOSOPHY IN OUR SOULS? WHO LIVE WITH MUSES, BERIFT OF USES OR GOALS MY NAME MIGHT AS WELL BE DESPAIR WHEN WILL THE WORLD SLOW DOWN, AND AGAIN CARE? CARE ABOUT ITSELF, NOT PLEASURE OR PURSE IF WE DON'T LEARN, I FEAR, IT'S ONLY GOING TO GET WORSE AND THAT THE POINT OF IT ALL, AFTER IT ALL, WILL BE MERELY THE PERIOD, AFTER THE " D " THE END.