A fools dream


This poem is about a fool who dreams that he will be a pundit and asks the world to wait for that day, when he too would become a genius.

Let me only assist you

my silent stubborn mind.

And ask you to give

a push to my unveiled find.

 

Conclude at times a merely few

statements, adamants as to stand.

Above to what all, always knew

add little to my slumbering grind.

 

Assist then my presence to brew

others theories to ground.

Think together to a blossoming hue

something astute, logical as profound.

 

And add to the orb with a sage all-new

revolt then to all pundits.

Give those brains a little to mew

praise should they to my deeds.

 

So the world I proclaim to you

wait, let my senses rise to sound.

Wait for what I have to give, and all that’s due

for a fools geniunity is yet to be found.

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