The Web Poetry Corner - Anne Strausser - The Village Idiot
The Village Idiot
by
Anne Strausser
I've always pitied the village idiot.
A rebel without a cause.
He never seems to get things of life straight.
WOndering if has if any a worthy trait.
While some know of their talents,
just to find one that would cheer his face
that would be great.
But instead jealously of other accomplishments
is slowly turning to hate.
He becomes jealous about the jones next door.
Withe their mersades benz i wonder what for.
You can never really tell of the true demeanor
of the man next door.
He has his faults of that i'm very sure.
SO instead of subtle jealousy,
looking for his purpose,
that he will implore,
and the vain collectibles of others he will try to ignore.
A rebel without a cause.
Just a simple attemtp to get things in his
life right he need an applause.
Even if he's marked the village idiot,
he has some worthiness this he says what for.
beating himself on the head,
still worried about the guy next door.
His pride is now killing him inside.
as he hangs out at the local bar.
willing to lose everything,
that attempt won't be far.
He's up til now kept his head on straight.
BUt his heart's in a jar.
The village idiot,
really the rebel without a cause.
If he can have one wish of worthiness,
he'll rely on the shooting star.
Now instead of the rebel without a cause.
He realizes he really has a cause.
Finally realizing this he needs an applause.