Wise

I am wise.

I hold the fire of truth in my eyes.

I will not let it reach its demise.

Because I am wise

and I know wisdom more than you.

I was a fool.

I played in my own happiness

and never thought twice about truth.

My eyes did not see,

my ears did not hear,

the things they didn't wish to know.

I ignored voices of wisdom.

I treaded deep paths of snow.

I wandered down valleys of ignorance.

Because truth I didn't want to know.

But I woke up one day

and I cried

because I knew my foolish and selfish ways

had increased my pride.

I realized my life was spiraling down.

It was reaching unwanted points of dismay.

So I thought about how to fix it

and I realized the only true way

was to look at my past and learn

that I needed to uncover truth on that day.

So I did and I confessed

that my wanton ways got me into a mess.

And I stood up for myself.

I cried no more.

Because it's hard to cry

when fiery truth is burning in your eyes.