Fool
Within your mind you silly fool
Your anger, a storm hidden inside of you
Things forbidden now begin to brew
Tormented by things you should say or do,
Whispers and lies they spread like wild fire
Wants and needs and your inner desire
Fearful of life and human touch of hand
Strength and weakness becomes demand.
You live in the world inside of you
One day you will pay you silly fool
For life is not a game for the cool
It counts for everything you do.
4/6/13
Found this in a stack of papers and not sure what I was watching that made me write this one.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2013
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