He knows the answers to most things,
just a man if anything.
His intellect hangs on a flame of fire,
dancing around with mystical desire.
Looking up into the vast black pound,
spilling out into the darkness of rich bond.
A place where he can not reach;
he feels feeble to know life can be so bleak.
His mind links his body through a moment of enlightenment,
only to find his failure of entrapment;
on a world that he can not escape while knowing all the answers to his final fate.
The reason for this and you have to honour and respect.
A common man’s mind is filled with ideas that simply don’t connect.