Man Confused Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Man Confused

Man confused
Hair ruffed

Glasses tight
Behind the glasses eyes of revolution blow.

And yet
That tongue that revolution will not speak.
And yet the so-called wonders
That simple Principles explain
Leave these to be mysteries called.

Man I do not dislike you, that you be confused
But only the tongue-tied silence.

For Wisdom deeper the vaster it shall be.

Monday, January 15, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: confused
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