The Verisimilitudes of Fools
Whose court jester are you?
Stricken by catastrophe
impoverished, our hearts
hunger, though small
imaginations flounder
beside the appearance of truth.
Blinded by the allure of false reason,
the sacred becomes obscured
apathy takes its turn
on the wheel
driving fevered dreams
over fallow fields
harvesting nothing
but the dying
chorus of false empathy, killing
the scholar’s intellect with
the unremarkable stamp
of opinion.
©Sandy Knight. 2020 All rights reserved.
image credit: src
