The Infantile Intellectual

Oh little man

still in your crib

purporting things that cannot be

proven or thought without disgust

for they say more of you 

then any of us

tell us we must return to goo

to light or nothingness

at one with you

tell us for all are strivings

we are not

Sell us a thought 

to think we exist

to phase out

lose our minds 

our sense of doubt

to be in a perfect state of naught

Attempt to strip

all we have now

learning a certain level of control

to help each other

to reach our goals

to think that when

the end comes this ends?

That we have nothing more to learn 

nor you for all your sophistry 

and burning to prove

the faithful wrong

because they care not 

to give up their useless cares

So seek for something 

more then them without airs

I challenge you to end it all

and come back as the breeze

to prove you right

then perhaps you affix

no value to the crusafix

or the man who suffered all

to help us see a higher birth.

You never met him

so you wouldn't know 

but that is as far

as your intellect can go.

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Micky Dee 6 years ago

Thank you -

you brilliant Jaggedfrost!

For intellect without heart,

just reflects that all is lost.

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b. Malin 6 years ago

Wow...that was wonderful...It certainly tells the story of Lovers who never grow up...and other infantile intellectuals.

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Jaggedfrost 6 years ago Author

lol Micky, This was inspired by someone to that extent but not you dear friend. Thanks for stopping by

Malin, I am glad you liked it. I am glad I told my story to communication complete. It saves the worry of thinking I did aught to obfuscate the point.

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