The Invisible Ban

THE INVISIBLE BAN I’ve known so many men who’ve left and I prayed they’d never come back And then there is this one dude who left the North and traveled down south He carried his meager belongs in a bag akin to Santa’s Xmas sack He’s a dude who has never learned to shut his foolish mouth He thinks himself wise yet he’s nothing but a fool So he stands on a corner begging people’s ear He uses his mouth as a rusted and useless tool For he has nothing to say which people want to hear They’ve heard the same things in a thousand different ways Like Chicken Little and his assertion that the sky will fall He begs the people to look up for he is a pious man who devoutly prays Yet all of these people are wise enough to ignore his call He’s got big ideas, a big mouth and won’t keep quiet on a bet No one likes him as they try to avoid what they hear and see He thinks himself so smart yet he has trouble with the alphabet And I know he’s ignorant because that man is me © 2011.…..Phreepoetree ~free cee!~