Be Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Be what it is to be.
No matter if the doing of it,
Seems a lonely task to walk.
Talking to yourself.
Answering your own questions asked.
At least the importance of the conversation,
Will not be interrupted...
By voices heard coming from others.
Unless...
Those voices heard you hear,
Are recognized from the past.
To have been then ignored.
And that lonely path you have chosen,
Is regretted to remember being warned...
To listen with a paying attention to others,
Can be of benefit.
With this to realize one day too late,
Stupid decisions to make...
Could have been avoided.
If stubbornness to know it well,
Had not been regarded as having intelligence.
Especially without experience to acquire.

Be dumb.
Be stupid.
Even those who are today thought to be wise,
Are recovered fools themselves.
But not often heard volunteering to admit it!