Wiseman Words Poem by Keith Anastase KAMOSSO

A misjudgment person is like a golden ring on pig’s snout
But words of a wise-man is like water spring in the wilderness
A sinking vessel stands for fading dreams
When a written chant signifies likely the God’s mark

The wind of wasteland seems to be sightless
Whereas eyes of fate perceive even untraceable,
And the voice of deaf can’t be heard by himself
But values of his thoughts stub deeper than a sword

When perceptive is outlaid from the mind
The shone of bravery excels extremities of its curves
And expectation of one’s existence can be rewarded timely
To guide the trust of the rest world in the right trail

People believe what they are told and shown
But a few of them find what they frequently desired
If life can be this unsatisfying kingdom
Why our vista expects more than what we can possess?

Wisdom is the path-light of right from wrong
The breaking out of coop ability possessed by humanity
The unique signification of our existence
The only key to the brighter future homecoming destiny

To know who you are prepares transparently the mind
If your heart has ever craved to know who you want to be
Even if the flame of a candle can be easily forgotten
But its sparkles light up clues for the truth apprentice

They say life is for the living ones
But I believe that the blue moon moment rewinds from the beginning
And the justification of the past is the leftovers of dead and death
Since we all had and have one way to go