The Fool Within
When you know you've been the fool...
As if you're ready to re-enroll in school.
But then you realize, no matter the shame or burn,
That all of us make the same mistakes, it's how we learn.
So instead of kicking your own ass around the block,
Try a gentler approach, and don't throw the first rock.
Then you can forgive yourself, and try not to repeat.
While your maturity and wisdom grow, and your almost complete.
Yet even when whole, there's still many a missing piece.
Where the ongoing work-in-progress, may never be decease.
Since the strings that once attached, remain few and far between.
The scars left by others, are to remember and always seen.
All throughout, a puppet master schemes, towards new tomorrows,
Searching the digital domain, for the loneliest of bedfellows.
And when found, the rich new targets will be fed.
With a virtual diet of fantasy, and endless ecstasy ahead.
Soon the hunt comes to its ending, and the slaughter now begins.
As wallets are raped and assaulted, with shadows hidden beneath coffins.
Copyright © Timothy Mattson | Year Posted 2024
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