False Results Claimed Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

False results claimed to have achieved.
Only continues a hole one digs,
To get even deeper.
Just for an attention wished and wanted.
To have many perceive,
Being clever, cunning, conniving and deceiving...
Are assets one has to associate with wisdom.
When wisdom to have it,
Does not require announcing...
Moves one makes,
That a child who plays with marbles...
Can tell blindfolded,
A nut that has lost theirs.
And the difficulty it will be,
Pretending...
Them not to be theirs,
Dropping as if intentionally...
From a hole in one's head.
After the loud boisterous sound,
Had been identified...
To have come from the mouth,
Of one seeking their incompetence...
To one day be sought and praised,
As the greatest mindlessness...
The World has never before seen.
And...
This to accomplish it,
Many are beginning to believe...
Is not too farfetched from possible!
To may have already been done.