the poetry knook, the poetry of stephen m. james

Only a Fool

Only a fool could love this human,
If that is what I am to be raised to,
Ignoring the obvious necessities of life:
Hope, grace, faith, love.
I see my fellow people running in the fog of life,
Fog horns sound, the water rises
Is there a life raft, someone to save me?

No one could love a loser with their whole heart,
No one like you has been or ever will be
Like you. There is no one.
That is why I serve you and not me.
I want to be more like you.
Put my passions aside for your remedy.


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