Foolish

Having the Sun and Moon trilogy,

I wonder why fools say to repeat me,

Small brains living in large daylights,

Perfect weather to keep from sight,

A fool’s vision mated with destiny,

A light cast the shadow of agony,

Established spoken institutions contained,

Even if falsehood is kept to blame,

Fools repeat the same thing over,

Beatdown by whether you find the motif,

Ship in the bottle is the only sitting U see,

Mainly pouring light as selling it free,

As a kid U wished upon a star,

And how limited your mind became a farce,

Hatred, contempt, travels U desire,

Unable to convince the latter U tire,

Back to the fools U established by tell,

Hoping I speak in the institution’s dwell,

A secret war U stay in demise,

Fools coach in, Fool’s day wise.