i know that i know nothing –
that is the curse of intelligence –
i think i should right people’s wrongs
but how
when no word comes out of my mouth
without being followed
by its opposition
woven together by strings of thought –
i open my eyes and is met with worry,
laughter, shaking heads –
no, the world must find its own way
with the people who live therein –
i will think in peace instead –