Death of a Fool


Should a fool die
before their sunset time,
Many would lightly regard
this darkly demise

If a fool prematurely died
for being unwise
The pause period, to ponder this err plight,
won’t change too many minds
who scoff surmise

The death of a fool
is frost common as winter cold
Jester years unlearnt
simply weren’t 
meant to ever sagely grow old


09-28-21
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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November 3, 2021 at 7:53 AM
Wisely said. No One's born fool.But is made fool by the game of fate.
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