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Wisdom
Such complexity gone to waste
a tiny brain in a tiny space
wanting to grow, to expand and learn
for more information does it yearn
and yet the holder, in all his glory
daren't pick up the simplest story
to give in to whim, and a poem recite
He could if he would, but try if he might
couldn't manage to understand
this simple stuff was worse than planned
for no longer thought of, pushed to one side
no lust for knowledge, he'd attempt to hide
the human form needs to breathe
he'd become more wise, if he'd just believe
but instead he sits and stares at the wall
as if there were nothing inside at all
So as he sits, wastes his life away
I'll keep on working to pave my way
into the future, I'll make my mark
low and behold, wittness, hark
he'll come running for me to teach
but he will be too far beneath
and in my wisdom I'll smile and say
"I'll teach you all I know...another day."
