Look around,
mute the sound,
Hearken to the ghost note of life!
The human Condition is our 8th wonder
A sudden silent saltus in a train of thought
Makes one ponder
About the seriocomic nature of what wisdom we are taught
Sophic Savants, Society does not listen to
Au contraire! It is they who listen to you
And are all the wiser for it
value the passer-by,
in public the secret treasures lay
waiting for the day
we
Gently gain ground…
unleash the senses of a blood hound!
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