Learning

What is the difference between intelligence, knowledge and wisdom?
Past experiences, maturing,
recognizing interesting perspectives,
expressive words emphasized - overpowering suppressed thoughts,
diverse progression with no direction.
Do I respect wisdom or is intelligence accepted?
Is my knowledge of blessings redirected towards my own actions?
I'm pretty sure I didn't bless myself.
God bless you, but you as a person, didn't bless me.
Rest in peace to the death of me, and my soul.
Cold skin, intelligence, I know this, knowledge-I look at,
But when it comes to wisdom I'm focused,
When should I become responsible for my actions?

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