Folly
Ever seen a warrior beaten by an armless nincompoop,
Whom he could have maimed and vanquished?
A pilot swimming through murky waters,
Having ignored the benefits flights so furnished?
A gay prisoner of want who stalks fellow men
When damsels fast that he takes notice of them;
A sailor towards west when his itinerary should be bound towards North!
A singer of archaic lines when it’s available a novel anthem.
I saw a young man of age so green and untutored
Plunge into the sea of graft and improvident lasses
While all banners screamed that it was a no-go zone
For them that want to live when tomorrow passes.
How do you tether a goat and yet have it free,
Or how can you be there and still absent be?
No wishing of life loved the scent of death;
A flying bird isn’t perturbed by a mongoose’s chase!
Folly consumes like the teeth of rust
And no failure can quench its lust
To maim and bite and condemn;
To gnaw with malice from twig to stem.
You’ll lose your bag and still lose your leg;
You’ll suffer shame and incur every curse
For the sand has never staunched its want of water,
And none can inhibit the flow of gas!
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