The Fool

How long will this sleepless life last?

Iv'e been going down the wrong way on this road,

   and I grow weary inside my soul.

Gone are all of the lives I have lived,

   and yet all this time I am still unwise,

Because i have never known the truth.

            {So maybe then I am the fool,

              and i know my foolishness.

              They may call me wise,

              but indeed I am the fool.}

All this traveling I go, from birth to now.

I have not found myself a friend

   Neither equal nor better than me.

The righteous ones, with all their nobleness

   are all lost by their own religion.

So I shall resolute to walk alone.

I have lost you daughter.

I have lost my wealth.

And all that I claim.

But how can I call this mine own?

I can't even call myself mine own.

                    {So maybe I am the fool,

                      and I know my foolishness.

                      They may call me wise,

                      but indeed I am the fool.}

They say it is unwise to do things that may bring regret,

    but the effect of nothing requires no repetance.

But instead I bring suffering to myself

    and with a tearfull face ,      I weep.

So, I wont quiet until I fill my own grief .

I'll continue this evil deed 

   untill I learn from a wise man,

        for I am unwise, in my own eyes.

                         {So maybe I am the fool,

                           and I know my foolishness.

                           They may call me wise,  

                            but indeed I am the fool.}
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June 8, 2011 at 7:47 AM
A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you Danny. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love and blessing always, Carol
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