When Fools Question Poem by ronald stroman

like the fools

they really are

they lie in wait...

to gather your response

hopin’ you’d say

what a wise man knows

should/ be shown.


but… the fool

doin’ what fools

more or less

need to “foolishly” say

what they ought not even speak

lie in wait anyway

for answers

to foolish questions

waiting... waiting... waiting…

for the WISEMAN

to tell them... something

when the WISEMAN…

has already done it.


but fools... being the fools they are

never notice until... their eyes

are burned with the “enlightenment”

of their demise

not knowing:

the “roots of their destruction”

is the “ignorance” of punishment.