When folly is wisdom

When man turns into bandit,
and thinks folly is wisdom,
to govern the republic,
he overthrows own government,
he bitterly desires to hang on.

On his tomb shall be scribbled;
“Here lies the dull man
who was bitter with himself,
hugged and kissed  adversary,
to occupy this palace.”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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