The Wise
To sound wiser
I talked less
And listened more.
Now my lips shrink,
Ears droop down,
Eyes roll out
And head goes down,
And behind me,
Now people say,
“He is so wise
He cannot say a word,
Only, mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
An 'Honourable Mention' in the following contest.
8/4/2020
Enter the 'STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (20),any form,any theme' Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Copyright © Newton Ranaweera | Year Posted 2020
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