Wise Man
It would take years to become one
Far beyond a mortal sixty
Or eighty
To know all the things I must
Like not to go down a residential street doing seventy
It would take 400 years to learn how sit another a tree in a lotus position
100 to not follow a parade in the plaza
Fifty not to be aroused by cardboard model with synthetic lashes and teeth made by science
Eighty not to be a able to lose your temper
At some driving fool.
Damion Hamilton is from St. Louis MO. His poems have appeared in Chiron Review, Poesy Magazine, Zygote In My Coffee, Red Fez, The Camel Saloon and many others. He writes poetry, stories and novels. He has written several books.
