The Foolish Ones - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

I can talk to myself continuously, but I can not talk to the foolish people simply because They don't have time to listen to me, I talk to those pretty people Who respect every word I utter fully, This life of ours is full of a lot of foolish people Who don't like to be pretty or to be wonderful and There are the pretty people who like to be pretty and nice, Foolish people versus pretty people On a ground that proves that What is good versus what is bad anytime, If life takes the road of the foolish people, then It will be useless and cruel and vice-versa, so What is good automatically will prevail over what is bad.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 22, 2014

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