Fools On Pedestals

Men often write of inner strife
Or lament their private torment,
Exaggerate and overstate
Their sense of self-importance,
Put pretty fools on pedestals
And trample dirt on angels,
Find treasure plucked from rubbish
And throw gold and jewels in ditches,
As flawed, as dumb, as over-awed,
As blind, as deaf, as fooled
As any other who would chance
And risk their peace for romance.


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