Clever

I have nothing to say that has not already been said. This exact sentence in this exact way has already been formed. I cannot be clever the way you ask me to because clever is a cliché. Clever shadows cutthroat. It is merely a spoonful of sugar To help you swallow your discomforts. The words I spit are too sharp for such a soft appetite. I could pop your inflated ego with one prick Of my sharp penciled words And all you could tell me is "I wish you were clever." I wish you were clever. Clever enough to communicate your questions, comments, and concerns With the ambition of a baby ostrich trying to fly. No, bury your head in the sand While I address the real problems you are too ignorant To find over the dirt. Be clever? I am clever. You are just not brave enough to see it.