A World of Fools

To make or be made a fool,
Is Totally not cool,
Honestly, it’s a pile of stool.

There should be an unwritten rule,
Or even a whole school,
About being made or making a fool.

Or Is, to be made a fool,
A life lesson to not drool.

But Doesn’t, to make someone a fool,
Make them feel like a mule??

Or is it that ourselves we just fool,
Continuously saying, “We can’t change. The world is just cruel!”

Maybe we just need to remember we are all threads from the same spool,
Of information, Swimming in the same pool,
And Unless we stop, we will eventually be each other’s fool.
                   8/25/2018. Brenda Chiri
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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