Market Place of Youth: Scene II
As a fool I had played the games of
this hidden society...
Thinking to be part of something
in truth a fool pretends to belong
where he does not, creating a character
to fit into this scene and that...
Surely, this has been done for years on
end the players of the theaters are praised
for the talents they possess..
The trickery of these matters is keeping
out of the act the self of worth, leaving
that by the wayside and involving no thoughts
leading to an attraction in a decent sense...
So the vision of a wise man can see the steps taken
and take them no more, but it is the steps of a fool
that continues without notice..Yet another exists
that is neither wise or a fool but without a sense of
value, compassion, or regard for that which is precious..
The fool carefree living with some regard, the horizon
is in the distance but can be seen..
The wise man on the horizon looking back and forward and
getting on with a life loved..
The man of no value sees the horizon and turns his back on it.
Taking what he can from whom he can and caring for only
the mention of his night's conquered does...
As a hunter of pride, self gratification the ego of a
man with no values is of a sail with no wind, well with no water,
a lion with no roar, a body with no blood, a storm with no end
destroying all that can be seen leaving loss
in its path..
Shall I venture into a path of a man with no values
might I desire a night of empty delight, I would hope
to be as the body with no blood and deserve it in same..
Lucky this is not the stranger I have been..
There is still warmth within...
Further, a meeting may come this man of no value
and words spoken to me out of his mouth of deceit
his stature will be removed in utter defeat..
It is true I have no regard for disrespect
of beauty, it was created and is good
These boys disguised as men see it
and miss everything remarkable just as they should..