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Huan Yi
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0 posted 2006-11-05 07:34 PM


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Poets are idiots
It’s almost a given

Who but a fool
Would believe
In the things they do
And we are but reasonable men

So when we count our coins
The things we have
Let’s not bother that they are

For who cares after all
For the words of fools

Certainly
Not you or I


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1 posted 2006-11-05 10:41 PM


more profound than some might believe

Huan Yi
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2 posted 2006-11-06 07:50 PM


Thank you K,
and we are fools:


THE FOOL


Since the wise men have not spoken, I speak that am only a fool;
A fool that has loved his folly,
Yea, more than the wise men their books or their counting
houses, or their quiet homes,
Or their fame in men’s mouths;
A fool that in all his days hath done never a prudent thing.
Never hath counted the cost, nor recked if another reaped
The fruit of his mighty sowing, content to scatter the seed;
A fool that is unrepentant, and that soon at the end of all
Shall laugh in his lonely heart as the ripe ears fall to the reaping-hooks
And the poor are filled that were empty,
Tho’ he go hungry.
I have squandered the splendid years that the Lord God gave to my youth
In attempting impossible things, deeming them alone worth the toil.
Was it folly or grace?  Not men shall judge me, but God.
I have squandered the splendid years:
Lord, if I had the years I would squander them over again,
Aye, fling them from me!
For this I have heard in my heart, that a man shall scatter, not hoard,
Shall do the deed of today, nor take thought of to-morrow’s teen,
Shall not bargain or huxter with God; or was it a jest of Christ’s
And is this my sin before men, to have taken Him at His word?

The lawyers have sat in council, the men with the keen, long faces,
And said,  “This man is a fool,”  and others have said,  “He blasphemeth;”
And the wise have pitied the fool that hath striven to give a life
In the world of time and space among the bulks of actual things,
To a dream that was dreamed in the heart, and that only the
heart could hold.

O wise men riddle me this:  what if the dream come true?
What if the dream come true? and if millions unborn shall dwell
In the house that I shaped in my heart, the noble house of my thoughts?
Load I have staked my soul, I have staked the lives of my kin
On the truth of Thy dreadful word.  Do not remember my failures,
But remember this my faith.

And so I speak.
Yea, ere my hot youth pass, I speak to my people and say:
Ye shall be foolish as I; ye shall scatter, not save;
Ye shall venture your all, lest ye lose what is more than all;
Ye shall call for a miracle, taking Christ at His word.
And for this I will answer, O people, answer here and hereafter,
O people that I have loved shall we not answer together?


Padraic  Pearse


Thanks again

John

Drauntz
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3 posted 2007-04-20 01:42 PM


wow. This world is ruled and ruined by intelligence.
it is very hard to be a fool. indeed.

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