The Follies Of This World.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i will be reading
the pages written by
two men who had
died years ago, and
i will scrutinizing
their arguments
about the lives of their
patrons, and those whose
names were written as
judges who too passed away
with no
significance at all.

there are three pages left
and i am now
grossly affected what to
do next.

at the last page i will
write a number.
and then i shall walk away
for a while
to figure out what is wrong

with this world and how come
i still live with all
its follies.