Pity the poor fools <br />Scrambling all about <br />Dithering up the clock <br />Looking for gold <br />To brighten their dreary lives <br /> <br />They’re just too blind <br />To see <br />The gold is there <br />Glittering nuggets waiting to be mined <br />Deep in the dark unclaimed passages <br /> <br />Of themselves. <br /> <br /> <br />(Previously published in The Oracular Tree, June 2000)<br /><br />Laurence Overmire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fool-s-gold-4/
