Sonnet 82: The Poet (Admonishments 9)

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Sonnet 82: The Poet
(Admonishments 9)

The throne of knowledge lies inside thy head
Amid the dusty shelves of memory,
While wisdom hangs upon a fraying thread
That must be earned through breathing history.
For knowledge is but cleverness of art,
A skill to comfort, ease, simplicity,
While wisdom is the knowledge of the heart,
A will to gain through one's stupidity.
But wisdom comes with such a bitter cost,
A price too high, a painful certainty;
What good is wisdom when thy future's lost?
So dear is this severe commodity!
      The wisdom I possess came at a price;
      I pray thee not to give into that vice!

(To be continued...)

A/N: 9th installment and counting... ( ^_^ )

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