The Intellectual's Soliloquy

With eloquence and profundity

he espoused his beliefs

in which seemed to lie all the answers

for every question mankind has ever known.

And yet, even as the wind must cease to blow

his words soon dissolved into questioning

and the greater the questions

the more miniscule all of his aforementioned answers

seemed to become.

One could say such questioning

was a form of self-abuse.

And yet, the more he asked,

the higher he seemed to rise,

till, at last, he seemed like a cherub

rising back to the heavens.

“Of course it’s all nonsense,”

he proceeded to concede,

and came crashing down to earth

like Satan, sardonically.

“There’s really nothing new to say on this subject,” he said,
and though it pained us to admit it,
we couldn’t help but agree.