# The Fool Author: Xandie Tags: Angst, Depressing, Poem, Sad This one is personal, written about my dad... There sits a lonely gentleman Upon a shaky stool There are many whom flock around him To play him for a fool   He looks out with his lonesom eyes Across the braying static Winking cheap, electric lighting His reaction's automatic   He drains another glass Ignoring the buzz within his mind Peering about at all the the other lonely people just like him Searching desperately for that which they cannot find   He cannot break his habit He does not shed a tear He can listen on for hours But a word, he does not hear   He does not understand Why it is he feels so alone When there is such a crowd around him The reason remains unknown   I'm afraid I understand it all too well In fact, the reason is quite clear He does it to himself, you see Shrinking from his fear   And so there he will stay for all eternity Upon that desolate, fatal stool A ruined, broken gentleman Forever, playing himself the fool     Copy-written to Xander Bradeshaw Source: https://sofurry.com/s/GnDrdape