. Can you know something is wrong and yet believe in it?
Should you always believe your own eyes?
Is there any such thing as common sense?
We may be clever, but we are not wise.
We're too easily swayed by pretty words
Continually fall for well placed lies
At times we just don't see the truth
We are clever, but we are not wise.
We put our faith in unlikely promises
Placing trust where we surmise
our future hopes and dreams to be
We may be clever, but we are not wise.
We may have all our worldly goods
And be carried away by love's great guise
Although our minds are cognizant
We are clever, but we are not wise
Could our sorrows be averted?
Is this blindness our demise?
Is there time enough left to see
that we may be clever, but we are not wise?
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This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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John