Saturday, April 13, 2019

Poem: "The Old Fox"



The Old Fox

He was right after all, the Old Fox,
pushing all their buttons to bring out
their chief feature, the darkest secret
of their nature, and they only stayed
with him who rose to the occasion
and put their need for greater meaning
above ephemeral self-interest. No-one
knew where he came from, he kept
that secret to make his teaching more
alluring, and they hung upon his every
word until they could take no more,
and they left more broken than when
they came, writing books and maligning
his intention; but the Old Fox knew
what he was doing, feeding the hungry
and starving the poor, and those that
stayed to hear the worst went away
wiser in the sacred knowledge of their
chief feature that blinded them to
their true nature.


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