What is understanding?

Proverbs 17:16 

16 Why is there in the hand of a fool the purchase price of wisdom,
Since he has no heart for it?

 

 

What is insight, my brother ... but the outside clearing up?

What is understanding ... but foolishness exposed?

What is it to reconcile ... but simply making up?

What is just pretending ... but a fatal overdose?

 

Why is focus flawed ... right from the beginning?

Why do issues of the day always have death in hand?

Why does recognition claw to depravity’s first inning?

Why is life’s way pounded without end?

 

Why is truth perceived as one’s own state of mind?

Why is integrity measured by one’s own belief?

Why is honesty so differently defined?

Why is a cemetery called a place of rest and grief?

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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