Deceiving Wisdom (Dedicated To Lonnie Hicks, Jr. R.I.H)5/4/22-4/29/2012 Poem by Bree Z Love

You asked me; the day, year and time of my arrival.
I denying you full fact; I quote to you, " May 4,1922, time unknown."

You asked me, "from where did I discover the fountain? What was the proximity of my travel? "
I deny you answers.
My undying appeal shocks you into stutters, you tremble and quiver.
Tranquil will follow, answering all questions.

You asked me, "how did I know the sensations delivered through the great-
grandfather and grandmother? "
" The love, envy and beauty….It permeated"

Lifetimes of jitters and flutters.
Sometimes, in moments found within a hour glass
of illusions trapped deceptions.

Tasked, to reveal all Truths.

I giggle and laugh.
My laughter; you say, " never descends."

True because, "I know no more than you."
"Is it Wisdom? "