Oh, what a Fool he is
who is generous consistent
in the face of such blatant
grabby-greedy desperation
And the Fool looks like a Fool
so they know
to take advantage
and suck it all up
as much as they can
And the Fool reacts like a Fool
not lashing out or resisting
but absorbing it all
with a mounting, unmoving
smiling Sadness
And the Fool has been a Fool
for so long
for too long
he cannot change now
His Fool's heart is shaking
his Fool's eyes are weeping
his Fool's hands are bleeding
his Fool's words are silent
his Fool's love is limitless
his Fool's sweat goes unnoticed
his Fool's beard is unruly
his Fool's back is scarred
his Fool's mind is alien
his Fool's anger is inwards
his Fool's rage is extinguished
his Fool's lips are smiling
his Fool's feet want to leave
Singing with the wind
dancing with the leaves
he sees Fall is here
and thinks he should be going
Ah, but he will be the Fool to the bitter end
he will not give them the satisfaction
of carving the foolishness out of his head
leaving it like a hollow reptile skin
by the side of the road
no, oh no, with a wicked Fool's grin
he will keep dancing
his hat jingling and jangling
he will let the greedy ones
choke on their own bitter medecine
he will let the grasping ones
clasp at shadows in the dark
he will let the vindictive ones
clammer their childish demands
he will let the vengeful ones
chew on their empty victories
he will let the whole world
sail to the bottom
in its cyclopean Ship
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