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I AM DANGEROUSLY FOOLISH

I am the fool today
Tomorrow the greatest to ever happened to your generation,
Your grand children will read,
Not you,
You do not deserve me.

I am a fool
Like Mark, Bil, Faraday,
Like Plato, Like Einstein I guess
Like Friedmann, like Hubble and Lemaitre.
Pythagoras was a fool,
Sokratis, Aristotle too,
Until you lick their asses in classrooms
Just to bag a degree to fix the remains of your pathetic lives
Religion had drained with delusion.

You do not study the bible to earn a living
You study physics
And medicine and social sciences
Invented by the reasoning of fools like me.

You use a PC, a phone, a car, electricity
A fool with my fucked up mentality created
I guess foolishnesses has helped the world more than wisdom.
And a wise God can't even stop the wars, diseases and disasters
But foolish Science try to keep it in check
Or at least tell you an earthquake will hit your city
So you evacuate just to live
And you listen to fools,
Instead of pray the fate be turned
This kind of shits make me lose my mind
I mean the shits your prophets can't do.

I need remind you in twenty five years
Association of fools united will inform you
About the possibility of alien life outside our solar system
Something prayers could easily do with a closed eye
Or maybe that shit don't really work.
The only feat a preacher has achieved is
Invite us fools build a stadia for worship,
And admit he's dangerously rich out of exploiting a wise you.

Now a fool programmed the app you call a bible,
A bigger fool invented the tab you read from,
You study fools in citadels
And the knowledge of many fools ensure you win a bread,
When what you deserve is to run naked in forests like Adam and Eve
With an Apple to eat
Yet that shit never happens to you.

I'm mad and you provoked it,
Why do you take a call when you could telepath with faith?
Why in transit when by faith you should teleport?
Why take medicine, when prayers heal?
Why do you work when you are rich in the Lord?
If this defines wisdom and foolishness then,
I reject the wisdom of Solomon for the foolishness of Aristotle.

You can ignore me but don't forget this, that
I am the most relevant poet of your age.

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A satire in response of a poem by a girl and the World's richest preacher. “I don’t share any booty from any government. I have a clear conscience; I am dangerously wealthy. I am rich, whatever I want, comes. That’s what they call wealth,” Bishop Oyedepo. The poem by Neeta Michael. Why I Am Afraid of Having Sense. When I was a child, I thought like a child, spoke like a child and behaved like a child. Now I am grown. I have put away childish things. Including the ability to laugh when the rain soaks me Because to the child I was, it's fun. Including the blind optimism that I could be a Doctor, Lawyer, Actress, Songster, TV Presenter and at the same time, go to the moon. Including the simplicity to laugh at my own lame jokes. Including the ability to move on and share my biscuit with that playmate after we had just recited "Better, better, fullstop..." I put away childish things. And I lost all these virtues. Now I'm grown. I need to be up-to-date, I need to follow the trend, I need to exceed my parent's expectations, I need to get at least a degree if I can't bag two, I need to be intelligent, tech-savvy, I need to be independent and think like an entrepreneur, like a futurist, I need to be serious because we just found out that life is too short and Nigeria hasn't made it yet to the 21st Century. And let's not forget, I Need to Have Sense. I'm not scared of all the tasks society has placed on my to-do list. I'll carry them out with a heart as light as a rock and a smile as tight as my mother's embrace. I'm not afraid to have to worry if I'll make 6-figures soon, if some major transformation won't interrupt my ambitions. I don't even have a problem with family leaving and friends changing. Life happens. I'm Scared of Having Sense. Too many Stars have absorbed the darkness while trying to acquire this one thing - Sense. And professing themselves to be wise, they became fools. They suddenly realize how illogical it is to think of miracles as the operation of some supernatural force at work. They can now explain which Truth is false and how to prove the falsity true. Isn't Science is a genius? They have exchanged the Truth of God for a Lie. Logical reasoning has become the final authority but even reasoning would ask for who authorizes 'your authority.' If it cannot be explained, it didn't happen. Even with the evidence before your eyes, you need something more. There has to be a way to prove it otherwise. So Christ tells him to scoop a cup from the jar and take it to the organizers and when they taste it, they ask why this wine was saved for last but the very person who filled the jars with water which he himself drew from the well is finding ways to prove that there's an explanation for this. Other than terming it "miracle." You're right. There's an Explanation for it. That having eyes they may not see and ears but they may not hear. Sense Is What I fear to Have. When I didn't have sense, I worshiped in reverence. Now I have sense, I need to know why we're asked to kneel or raise our hands. Like, can't we sit and hum along? Or isn't it worship as well? Do these people really have to yell their lungs out? Surely, God isn't deaf. There's need to be sophisticated and orderly. Even the Good book says so. Sense is why we need to explain the Power of God. Sense is why you cannot accept what just happened because it cannot be explained. Sense is why you need God to explain 'what You mean or I'm not going anywhere!' Sense is the reason the Fool says in his heart "There is no God." Sense is the cause of too many headaches. That's why Elijah didn't go for sense. That's why Moses didn't go for sense. That's why Abraham believed like he didn't have sense. And that's why their lives turned out Phenomenal and fulfilling. And that's why I am Afraid to get some sense. I'd rather Get some Faith and Live with it.
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