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WISE You lost your soul Many years ago Spinning around Grinning like the Cheshire cat Today, considering the whole, You realize that you took the wrong way. No friend, no dreams, and no philosophy, Half of your life away. You thout it heroic Not to judge You thought it logical Not to pray You obviously think that you are wise Now I'm begging, give a definition for it! Wise? Rejecting the Good and the Bad - Admitting they are multiple- You forgot to look for your Good and your Bad And in a way you know You lost the very sense of your own life. © Suzon Laesser, Colmar *3 -x- 2009 |
Part of _Dotze Poemes_ Vol. 5![]() |