In Contempt of the Peanut Gallery
They ask for wisdom
they desire knowledge
but do not understand the fruit they court
One knows the danger
saying too much
Knowing appreciation wares thin
valued so long as it agrees
with them upon whom knowledge is bestowed
sometimes daining to answer delicately
but every now and again absurdity grips
short on temper
short on patience
sometimes perversity adds to our deviation
then the wise speak blunt and openly
the farce of human desire
charade of humanity lay bare
seeing their disaproval
recieving their castigations
and are content
it doesn't harm those who have knowledge
when the peanut gallary have their say
it only solidifies indifference
to what comes to them on judgement day.
Is there more to humanity then this?
those who will come to listen and not mock?
reasoning face to face
not ranting at the new
cursing the misunderstood?
Will they see truth,
embracing it with both arms?
In the arms of those who understand
I lay these words
and in those who can hear
I am content.