King Of Fools Poem by Ezio Olubelleau

King Of Fools

A certain fellow says,

I walk my own path;
no mentor lives with whom I'd map;
and as for dancing with the wind—
I'm far too ‘enlightened'
to notice how the steps begin."

But rightly heard, he only means:

"I mock the tools that time has proved,
kick ladders built by minds more shrewd,
and crown myself the loudest fool in any room."

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