A Fools Genius

Essential to life I will wait, wait for time, for money, for a fools paradise

But what if to wait was lost and adrenaline took over this fool mans body

Persuaded, touched, lived, and loved, helped it see a new creation

A creation of a world you pushed boundaries and hills so high became flat with your words

What if time stood still, for your hand was on the clock holding its tick holding its tock

Holding the pulse of that clocks heart beating to the rhythm of your created future

This world you developed, you built and see

Its not lost, you are no fool, your boundaries are stretched far my friend but nothing is untouchable

your new light you see, your new color created from a spectrum of dreams filled high to your desire

No one stops you because you are unstoppable

No one touches you because you are untouchable

This soul that you carry holds depth, emotion, brilliance

Embrace the mazes of your mind for knowing the end has not yet been seen as this is only your motivation

Keep on you foolish man, hold tight, head high

And as you stand outside the box watching yourself knock down these concrete walls

Know that you are no fool

Know that you are not the same 

For a fool can dream many dimensions, obstacles, and of light

But only the genius with in the fool can create the color, watch the maze from the outside in, and never stop succeeding

So in the end the fool might have been the reflection but the genius held the individual

 

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