Confucius Poem by Mike Mendoza

Confucius



I read the scriptures
Scriptures that bred sparks
Sparked the minds of potential teachers
Confusious, teach me your art

Poison the swarm
Those above the clouds
Read, read read
I read but I'm loud

Tell me something
Ask me anything
I swear to you
I won't solve anything

I'll confuse you
With a hint or two
Just so you can come back soon

Come back to me
Take me to the time
You'll see it's almost the same
To become a legend. You'd die

Happy birthday to the one who knows amounts
I think you'll be proud to those you clowned

Thursday, September 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: legends
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