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02-21-06, 11:17 PM
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Wisdom Stumbles
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An eight-year-old prodigy living his life as if it's contemporary
Plays with oddities... slingshot's revolutionizing the ordinary Unfortunately, the child has no friends to share his personality But he happily picks up a rock, vividly loading his weaponry He caulks it back, intellectually, slowly... not to scare his target Takes aim and marks it, releases his grip just to cradle a carcass Oh Jesus, he begins to bury it. A monument symbolizes maturity Blood filled tears seal his eyes, as he'll visualize his family's security The purity of a functioning family, seemingly surrounding one man Happens as a future Dad gains wisdom by palming eggs in his hand. Nine years later he sits in a class, unaccompanied in the back corner Raises his hand; to fake adjusting his glasses and stretches his shoulder With every cold stare and evil eye directed his way he whispers ”Build your calluses, kid, and there will be no need for blisters…” His inhibitions are splintered: he wants to be popular but be himself And his spelling bee trophies are… collecting dust on the shelf He was raised well; it’s not his fault that his parents were protective But how can he have good manners, if he’s detected as obsessive… Of a reflection that will never be his? He just prays for kingdom come And I find it a damn shame: he’ll never speak his words of wisdom Sixty years of charisma has the child aged and finally preaching acts But the reactions he receives, are doing nothing but breaching facts, Burning paths, and breaking pacts…his wise ways question covenants And sixty years later, people are still shunning him and stunning him Tired of not fitting in, he walks a tight rope stumbling over wisdom He’s a bumbling old man, with nothing but old hope and broken vision His decisions are based on others now. He has none of his own views Down at the orphanage: “Haven’t you heard, kids?… God is old news!” A bruise forms on the mans brain, too many blows from blown potential If he didn’t stumble over wisdom, then he fumbled all his old credentials. Tears of Ink - Tech Skills Dynamite - Indeph
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Was he robbed of the ashphalt that cushioned his face? Last edited by I Am Unreal. : 02-21-06 at 11:37 PM. |
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