I'M Too Intelligent For This Place... Poem by GRANT FRASER

I'M Too Intelligent For This Place...



Biggest mistake
I ever made was
when I claimed to
be too intelligent,
for the people I
work alongside...

they are not prepared
to forgive me,

and I just make it
worse,

obviously I am not
this thing,
I claimed to be,

the world of course
is round,

because everything
I ever say,

comes
back!

comes
back!

loaded and never ever,
quite the same,

drama and hostility
is incurred,

they say it's fun,
and maybe it is...

for some of us always
bear the brunt,

they know what I get up
to too...

writing strange far out
things,

I mean, this may be true,
of me and you,

for everything in this
whole wide universe,
is one big eternal mystery,

and we, one and all,
are all but dying....

every second, every moment,

and I can only but wonder,

WHY?

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