The Fool Who Didn't Fight

The Fool Who Didn't Fight

A Poem by Hippy

words slip in fall off the tongue that knows i all
but in the ears of fool the knaves words sleep
untouched by the mind the knowledge of the world dies with a fool
one who refused to open his eyes
and walk in his garden and save her from the flames
but instead he sits praying someone will make it rain
but one cant pray for rain it wont come
for one lesson of the world is you must fight
so we must all grab a bucket and save her together
for you cant pray for a savior
you must embrace him

© 2010 Hippy


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You have a typo on 'knows i all'

Just thought I'd get that out of the way before I forget lol.
I liked this a lot, I think as a 'poem' it could use work in some areas, I think if you
changed the layout to give it a beat it would be a lot stronger, as for the content very deep and intense, it reminds me for some reason of religion, I know the message you were trying to get across but you passed it over to a reader and this is what you get lol ;)

I thought of this song, check it out if you fancy it, it's the lyrics more than the melody, 'something tells me no one's coming to save you'

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=omOV2_h5uoc&feature=fvw

I really do think you might get his vibe, you always use poetry to get a socially concerned point across

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow. This is superb. You created an awesome image here.

Posted 13 Years Ago


It is what it is... I wonder whether a savior could be 'her' as well as 'him.' Whatever, you said it well... we must open our eyes and fight for what's right. :-)

Posted 13 Years Ago


babe i love it. you showed me before and I love the whole poem =]
awesome job!!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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My names austin lee wallace i am a hippy and thats what they all call me. i love music its the greatest, i play guitar the harp piano flute violin and whatever i can get me hands on. Im not much of a .. more..

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