The Making of a Fool
You have a dream
To follow
Like everyone else in this world
Striving harder
To get the things you want, and
Your performance is appreciated
For that, you’re elected
To the precious throne
Of your dream
Embrace
Love
By lower life
Only
Don’t fool
The fools
Lest
The bile
Creeping into their consciousness
For quite sometime now
You see
And not the pleasure
Of your wish you’ll get
To serve
Pass them the truth
That’s essential to their life
And, if you don’t
Your tears is well highlighted
In their skin
It won’t be erased
Even if, they’ll dismiss you
To ashes of grief
‘Cos forever will haunt them
Of your disgrace
To society
For you made
Them…the fools
Feel fool
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