THE FOOL

Oh, foolish person, why must you wander
In a world where wisdom is a precious treasure?
Do you not see the cost of your blunder,
As you stumble, lost in your own leisure?
The path you take is riddled with pain,
And yet you refuse to change your course.
Your mind is haunted by the same refrain,
As regret eats away at your remorse.
But do not despair, my foolish friend,
For in every mistake is a lesson learned.
It is never too late to make amends,
And turn your fate around, no matter how harshly you’ve been burned.
So take heart, and lift up your head,
For the future is yours to mould and shape.
Let the lessons of the past guide you instead,
Towards a bright and hopeful landscape.

For in every foolish act, there is a spark of grace,
A chance to rise above our fallen state.
And in the end, our mistakes will be erased,

By the beauty of a life well-lived, no matter how long it takes.