For the Fool

Anger is built up in me so! So much that my heart Is hurting to break The bones and organs and soul Of a fool who believes themself so bad. They think they are hard and right In exploiting people they dislike For reasons maturity would solve. But fools are lost To ignorance of not knowing That some people do not just talk But stand up and call the fool out. But the fool runs, the fool never walks. Fools know not That their energy is wasted away But fools are afraid. They know the wrong they do Will in time produce The wrong reaction, The one they knew was on its way. Reality is a fist to the face. It is a bruise. It’s not just a broken face But a broken heart deserved not by the fool But for the defender of respect The line was crossed thoughtlessly Because fools do not think. Except that they can get away with anything. Petty fool know this, Reality may be at a distance, She may not be in your midst for now But reality does not hide She is cunning and she knows how To take you down to a place You mocked and now Have found yourself locked into. The fool will cry and wish She had not talked Or tried to be so bad, She will pray for another chance. And the good God knows mercy. So the fool will become free Claiming the responsibility their own For getting out of everything. Oh wretched fool, again you must know It is a cycle that will end eventually in A place where chances do not exist. So change your ways. Learn right and wrong and humility And the words of sincere apologies. For these will keep you out of trouble With those like me that learn, With fools what is earned Will be had by hand and burned.